Doodle Bug (minikin) wrote,
Doodle Bug

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Happy Twelfth Night

I ended up with a two hour nap this morning, and I got to church while the rest of the group was still arriving, even though I left the house late. My Broccoli quiche was yummy, and there was another lo-carb choice - an egg/sausage casserole.

My Secret Santa recipient liked her scarf; my Secret Santa gave me a copy of her Healthy Crock Pot recipes book, a candle, and an It's a Wonderful Life Christmas Angel bell.

We also played a game of selecting, then trading around, other gifts that people had brought to get rid of. I ended up with a very pretty pair of earrings; I think everyone was happy with what they got.

I got a ride back to the dealership and ate lunch at Wendy's with my ride and two other women, on the way. I heart the Wendy's dollar menu.

My car was ready when I got to the dealership. When I got home, I had enough time to make three phone calls, before leaving to get Tigger. I withdrew spending money on the way home, and participated in thin crust pizzas for dinner tonight.

Happy Twelfth Night / Epiphany / The Day the Magi gave Jesus the first Christmas presents / Friday for whomever celebrates any!!

Now I'm going to curl up with the dogs and enjoy some TiVo/Reading/Wine before bed.

Flar is nursing a sore shoulder that might be dislocated. He went to see his chiropractor this morning, and took one of his nephrologist-prescribed pain relievers. Ordinary OTC analgesics are all pretty nasty for the kidneys, so instead Flar has a take-as-needed prescription for something that tends to make him loopy. He's drowsing to Christopher Moore, and I'm not cuddling him, so as to prevent incidental shoulder nudges.

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