Seeing how this is a Monday and all, I awoke at the crack of 10am with plans of laundering and cleaning and tweaking and putzing and futzing until the day was done and the house was back in its proper state of Spinster chaos.
But it's gloomy and cold and sleepy today, and I have a little fuzzy dog who insisted on crawling under the ottoman blankets and calling it a day, so plans changed quickly.
So far I've managed to read the paper, figure out the Jumble, make a hlaf-assed attempt at the New York Times Sunday crossword, and eat enough egg salad to give my statin a heart attack. Throw in a vat of dietCoke and a few Starbucks French Roasts, and you've got yourself a good morning.
Here it is in pictures. As always, I apologize for the craptastic photography, but reading the instruction booklet that came with the camera isn't on my color wheel today.
Back to the Happy Chair! Woo Hoo! Happy Monday, everybody!