
It's been a quiet day, here in Glens Falls....ah, ummm---did I sound just a bit like Garrison Keilllor from his radio programme there? Hmmm--the Adirondack Home Companion monolouge? He-he.

Well I had my wee bit of a cat-nap--I mean that literally...I was covered with all three cats.

NOT MY THREE CATS--BUT YOU GET THE PICTURE, EY?
Had some right weird dreams---in one, I was in some big old van and driving around our local area here, and mum was there, and I was going trail riding at some riding stable here in the Adirondacks--and explaining to the owner of the hack place that I couldn't spend the 300 dollars a month to lease a horse, as I had to pay my heat/light bill...funny how reality and daydreams mingle when you're sleeping, isn't it? I dreamed--I think---that DT's doctor was helping me pick out a snowshovel (here's where it really gets weird) so the two of us could go sledding down a nearby hill. (Why on earth a snowshovel and not a sled?)
So, this afternoon I blogged, surfed the Doctor Who Online site, worked a bit on my portfolio (scary, that...I hadn't realized how rusty my journalism skills were), wrote a whole two sentences in my lastest Dr Who fan fic story--and immediately chucked them...watched more Series II DW, read a bit, had last night's Christmas meal for lunch, took a nap....woke up totally bored. I mean totally. Like I would love it if something would happen right now--like in the movies...some handsome guy comes barging into my apartment, gun in hand, looking for the bad guy...and asks for my assistance....okay...stupid, I know. I'm screaming mad with boredom! Mind you, I'm NOT complaining, honest I"m not---I know better than most, that there's much, much worse things out there than being bored, ey? Anyway, I put dinner in the oven---mock shepherd' pie (in this case, a big tin of beef stew dumped into a casserole dish, topped with instant mashed potatoes and baked in the oven) and am sitting here, obviously, blogging some more. This may be my last "uneventful" day for a while, one never knows, so I"m going to make the best of it.


GoingSomewhere

Sorry your day was a bit boring, but way glad that it wasn't nearly as bad as you imagined it was going to be. Well done. I know it can't have been easy.