... so technically this counts as Saturday, November 15.
While my heating blanket warms up and gets my bed all cozy:
Somewhere in the world it is pineapple season, and that makes me very happy.
It might snow tomorrow, and it's definitely cold enough for it tonight, so I'm a-praying.
I am so dead tired, I can hardly keep my eyes open. Almost to the sandpaper stage, yum.
Today I made my first cake from scratch, a la the recipe on the back of the Hershey's cocoa box.
The Biltmore at Christmas time would be nice.
Sleep would be nice.
It's been like two minutes, so my bed is probably still like ice, but I can't wait any longer.
'Till tomorrow (later today), folks.
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