1. I keep starting a post and never finishing it. That tells you right there what the inside of my head is like. SCATTERED.

2. In terms of Christmas I think we are just waiting for one or two last things in the mail and we’ve already started wrapping presents! Early for us. As I told someone the other day, the real test will be if we manage to get them all wrapped BEFORE Christmas Eve. That would be a breakthrough!

3. We went to the Rosebowl on Sunday to see the Hot Club of Urbana for a Charlie Brown/Vince Guaraldi show. It was lovely to be with friends and hear live music.

4. Last time we ordered Chinese there were ads inside the fortune cookies. Honest. Sigh.

5. The other night we were getting into bed and Hattie was doing her requisite howling until we hold up the blanket so she can crawl in between us. Ernie said, “I saw an article on how to tell if your cat is listening to you,” Then he turned in his side, and continued sleepily, “but I didn’t read it.” I don’t know why, but that made me laugh and laugh and laugh. Somehow Hattie and Ernie were not nearly as amused.

6. Last time Ernie was getting an infusion (one of his regular ones, not Friday’s marathon) he commented that when the bag is getting low, it feels like the last hour of an antique show. You don’t start packing up but you start rearranging and maybe taking a few things off shelves, etc., because good show or bad show, you CAN’T WAIT TO FOR IT TO BE OVER! It made me smile because I can remember that feeling so clearly even though it’s been eons.

7. That reminded me further of when we used to do an antiques show in Indianapolis that seemingly lasted forever. I think they were four days. A Cox show maybe? I don’t remember, we only did it a time or two, or maybe only once. Across from us was an older couple. She told me that they started selling antiques during the war (WWII!). They were lovely, and although the show went to 10 pm, at 9 pm sharp they put sheets over all their merchandise, moved their chairs to block entrance into their booth and went on home. Nobody questioned it, we all just waved good night to them. I always loved that.

Ok, I need to go wrap a few presents, tell Hattie to stop howling and do something productive. I’m a bit anxious for our drive to St. Louis on Thursday but thus far it appears that Thursday is preferable to Friday so we’ll cross our fingers.