Eep. I just spent almost $200 in one hour. On the plus side, all of the women on my Giftmas shopping list are covered. Mother, sister, close IRL friends, Dixie, Sara the cool co-worker. Close internet friends can probably expect a random January gift instead of a December one, as I'm doing my best to pace myself financially as not to incur any Giftmas debt. ( Giftmas note to self.Collapse )

I spent my morning detoxing from yesterday and last night. Jon and I did a wine tasting, then popped open a bottle of Flowers pinot noir over dinner. He cooked some incredibly fancy (well, for me, anyway) chicken pasta dish with lemon zest and a butter cream sauce, with a brie cake on the side. God bless the fact that I know men who can cook. I may make a mean breakfast-in-bed, but that's as far as my culinary skillz go. Yancy, Skyler, Jon-- you are all credits to your species and will make some woman fantastically happy someday. Anyway, we went to see my co-worker's band, Feinwood, play in the city, and they were fantastic, as always. I packed away two more margaritas, and we opened a 20 year-old bottle of tawny port when we got in to cap off the evening. A highlight of the evening was definitely Jon going through my Myspace pictures and personally captioning each one. Also, I made him update his Facebook picture, because the one he had was just bad, and our status is now "we hooked up, but not really-- I was just her beard" because I informed him that I might need a man-buffer in dealing with one slightly overzealous suitor. He did his job admirably-- remarking nonchalantly when guaged-up that we'd known each other for so long, he's hard pressed to think of when we met... it feels like he's always known me. Which is complete and utter crap, but delivered with such a straight face that I almost burst keeping the giggling in.

But when I woke up this morning-- man, was I feelin' rough. I think it's that I don't drink very often, but when I do, man, I can pack it away. So I soaked in the tub and let everything settle before attempting toast. I feel better now, but I was pretty pathetic for awhile. I slept most of the day away on the couch. But sickness aside, it was a lovely night with lovely company, and much fun and snuggling of kitties was had. Agnes, I gave Bucky and Ramses some love for you.

Jon, I left the Gewurtstraminer and the Frontier Red in the backseat of your car. I'm gonna have to get them sometime soon!

I did not get to Annapolis to see Rac. Fnergh. PS, Rac-- I need your mailing address for sending you Giftmas stuff.

Now-- to put clothes on and work on my Giftmas cards.

PS-- even if you have a Hugh Jackman or a Scarlett Johanssen fetish (as I sometimes do), stay far, far away from Scoop. Trust me, I'm right about this one.