R did another 2.5 hours on my chest last night.
collar bones + needles + 2.5 hours = FML.
i got home and matty made andy and i salmon and rice (best BIL ever)… i chomped it down, showered, crawled into bed and DIED. i’ve been so exhausted lately. andy scratched my back for a bit and we spooned to keep warm. because, umm, did i mention our house is like, 100 years old and none of the walls are insulated, so our bedroom has NO HEAT. and it’s a big bedroom. getting up out of bed in the morning is so painful.
today we have our christmas potluck at work… i made scalloped potatoes- they’re slowcooking in the boardroom right now. there’s nothing i love more than an amazing feast on a blistery cold day!
tonight is lindsay’s birthday so we’re hitting up some pub in the west end to get rowdy.
tomorrow i blow my paycheque on the last of my christmas presents, and some work clothes for the business conferences happening next week.
busy little bee!