The Den of Debauchery's Subannex

Thursday, I got a late start. Everyone had too much freight and I was late getting home. This complicated the fact that Jonner had a Christmas concert.
Add in an accident in Jonesboro, a tanker had failed to make the curve I was going to take, meant I had to go to the next exit and double back. Then we all froze for 2 hours in 33 degree weather for the Christmas parade. Bun and Obi marched with their bands, Dollface wore a cookie costume and walked with the Girl Scouts. Jonner and I froze out tails off, even with an extra blanket.

Friday was a Saturn Day. I was late getting home and Bun had MAGY.

Today, my liftgate wouldn't work. I turned it in for repairs and came home. I accomplished grocery shopping before the TGIO party with the local NaNoWriMo folks. I got a goblet etched for the Yule Party and am well into the next skein of yarn on the afghan. The chocolate pizza will wait until Friday. I also made the first motif for the choker. It's too big so I'm going down on my hook size.

Tomorrow, I have to run my route and be back before 4:30 because Jonner has to be at a tree-lighting by 4:45.

Plunder is still faintly lingering as allspice on my skin.
The tea and tobacco keep it from being too cookie-like.

My day sucked from the moment I locked my keys--both sets--in the truck.

Then I got to watch McCain smirk like he'd just broken the glass ceiling by naming an anti-woman/anti-gay/dominionist shill/ChristoTaliban-endorsed empty skirt-suit to the VP slot.

Such a brutally cynical move. I know exactly what was said, probably in just this many words. "Women are dumb. They'll vote for anyone with a cunt. Get one who doesn't look like a dyke or a trollop." "Christofascists are dumb. They'll vote for me now because I have a mom of five who didn't abort her down's baby and wants to make sure no one else can." "Rednecks are dumb. They'll vote, even with the bitch on the ticket, because I'm a POW." "Now, pick someone cute with a baby voice."

And Democrats are the elitists?

Not to mention the notion that if McCain dies in office and she mucks up the presidency, the GOP can pat its female members on the head and say "See, girls? We told you you're not ready for power."

I did ride-along/navigation on my route, because SafetyGuy is going to take it tomorrow.
I have an ear dr/audiologist appt at 9:30AM YAY for ASAP!

Home early. No dishes done. Roused Obi for KP so we can eat.

Found a huge steaming pile of wank on my flist.
Am strongly considering defriending all fannish journals for the duration.

BBQ sloppy joes for supper. And hopefully writing and editing.

Stealing a shower before the evening commences.
I have to make a couple deliveries tomorrow too. *headdesk* Thank you SO much, Saturn.
No three-day weekend. A 2.5 day weekend.

Regular posting to resume when family leaves.