Colored my hair, wrapped the gifts, cooked the shrimp, made the baked ziti, mopped the kitchen, vacuumed until it started smoking! But I called Pat and he brought home new vacuum, with bags this time. I just don’t get the appeal of bagless vacuums, all that dust just flies back into the air when you empty it.
Andy and Pat both walked in the door sick, both went to bed early. Tomorrow 14 inlaws arrive at 4pm. I’m having an Absolut Citron on the rocks, andI’m going to find the stupidest funny thing I can on TV to zone out to. Too tired to even attempt an entry any more interesting than this, so sorry.

