My mother had two antique cookie tins that she used to store Christmas cookies in since before I was born. I washed one of them in the dishwasher, this morning, just as I have dozens of times; and my mother a hundred times before. When I pulled it out, all the paint was gone - just bare metal. I'm devastated. One of my most treasured childhood memories is gone... ruined!

I know it's just a thing, but it feels like a part of me just died.

For some reason, drinking beer and then wine and the beer again gives me such a headache the next morning. I have to think about not doing that too often.

I could be wrong, GC- I'm certainly no medical expert, but I believe you may be suffering from something commonly known as a.......hangover. Next time just go for the tequila shots. You'll still be in pain the next day, but the buzz is much better.:D

Ya. But you don't drink tequila. You rent it.
:D
I'm definitely hanging this morning.

Aw, JW...that sucks. I'm so sorry.:(

It started around 7:00 this morning. Now Portland is covered in a lovely layer of snow. The city is hushed an glowing, people are cheerfullly chilled and out enjoying the ambiance, and all the things that go with the first snowfall.

Unfortunately, a couple of inches on the valley floor translates to significant snow at 700 feet where the zoo is. ZooLights is cancelled for the evening. Ordinarily, this wouldn't affect me on a Sunday, but I had a date.

Out where she is, there's a lot of wind that goes with this kind of weather. So she didn't even want to leave her house, or have me try to go over there. Tomorrow the high is supposed to be 26 degrees. She's just in town for less than a week. I haven't seen her and Tuesday she goes back to Mexico.

Well, we were wanting to keep this casual...

Well, I'm being nailed with a load of holiday hustle and bustle all in one day.

Tomorrow's gonna be busy as hell, but mostly fun.

Gotta get up early to grab the DL tickets for the needy family, then drop all the gifts off at the community center (or GusGus might handle that alone). Then, I'm going shopping with a couple fantastic ladies. Then, I have to prep some food and a graphical chart for a 2-hour long appointment in the late afternoon, followed by racing to LAX to pick up an old friend whom I haven't seen since '95, who, of course, is gonna want to hang out all evening, even though we'll be going to Disneyland the next day together.

CRAZY!!!

But... fun.

But, why does fun have to happen all at once?

How's it go? Liquor before beer, in the clear; beer before liquor, never sicker.

Or, drink a glass of water for every drink you consume (preferably during consumption, but at least before bed), that way you don't dehydrate.