Came home, where Todd and I watched PotC (again) This time we watched through all the credits. So many names were listed, I half expected to see Todd's and my name in them. Did everyone in the freaking world do something for that movie?
I don't work tomorrow, which is good, because I want to try to do another eight miles. Try being the key word. I should do laundry, but I probably won't.
Christmas is getting awful damned close... it's scary. I still have gifts to buy for my family... and more kitty stuff, of course.
I made meatloaf for dinner tonight. Left it on the stove to cool, and sat down in the living room to relax a bit while it cooled. Heard a very loud thud... ran into the kitchen and found Goten had pushed the dish off the stovetop and had lept on the floor to indulge in smashedloaf. He was very upset when I swept it all up. Todd was upset that we had to go and grab a bucket of chicken for dinner. So much for my awesome domestic skills. And I was so looking forward to meatloaf sandwiches.
By the time we came home with the chicken, Goten had totally forgotten that he ruined our meatloaf and begged me for chicken. So did Chrissy. I was just going to give a few bites to Chrissy and ignore Goten, but I couldn't do it. Goten got some chicken. I am such a sap.
I'm tired... time for bed.