Crap.

Well, I already missed blogging one day: Sunday 12/14. I guess the not so unexpected reality is that I don't touch the computer on the weekends. I use my phone for twitter; I emailed some photos to Flickr, and blogged one from my phone, but I didn't use my desktop.

I'm not giving myself a pass, it just means I have to focus on doing at least that one thing, blogging about my daily photo, on Saturday and Sunday.

When I'm crocheting at home I like to watch tv. But I don't want to watch any of the shows B & I like to watch together, because then he will miss something. So, I'm often on the hunt for shows that I will like and he won't, or that he's already seen. Last up was Dawson's Creek, and Eureka. Now: The Riches. It's good, which I expected, but not exactly fluffy like the previous two of "my shows."

It's the last full week before Christmas. Our neighbors decorated their trailer with lights and stuff this past weekend, which is the appropriate weekend to do that sort of thing. When I was growing up, we always went to the mountains to cut our Christmas tree on the weekend closest to my birthday, which is exactly two weeks before Christmas Day. Sure enough, when we went to my parents' last night, their tree was up and decorated. That was my flickr Year41 photo. I think my mom decorated it herself, with a cold, which is kind of sad to me, but I guess that's what you do when you're the mom.

We watched the finale of Survivor last night, and the appropriate person won, by which I mean: the person I wanted to win. The other person I wanted to win did not, but I'm hoping that person will use the opportunity of being on Survivor to launch a career that will make more than $1m.

OK, time to have green smoothie and black coffee.