It's beginning to smell...

a bit like Christmas. My first batch of Chex Mix is tucked safely away in the giant pink bowl on the the kitchen island. There's a glass trifle dish full of Apple Cinnamon potpourri gracing the top of my entertainment center (I never buy potpourri but this was so pretty I couldn't resist). My next project (before bed time) is to make up some gingerbread cookie dough so it will be ready to roll out tomorrow. I think I'll go post that on wha'cha got cookin'? as soon as I'm done here.

Tomorrow I'm planning on putting up the tree...planning is the key word here. Both of the girls have bad colds. My throat has been a tad on the raw side today. If I wasn't sure about my cycle I'd bet money that I'm PMSing. I've been mad as a wet hen since about 3 this afternoon. There's no real reason behind it (other than maybe a lack of sleep), so I'm wondering if I'm not coming down with something. I do not have time to get sick.

Maybe I'll just tuck myself in on the couch & watch Wall-E for the 5th time in 3 days. That sounds fun.

Right now my throat is raw, I am irrationally angry (very, very, don't-speak-to-me-or-I-may-snap irrationally angry), and behaving badly. This is not good.