Yesterday, girding up my loins, I went Christmas shopping.

Not a smidge had I done, not the smallest, beensiest bit, and I had to take care of my LA friends, if nothing else. I needed to shop for Melanie, her three kids, Rita, Teri and Mom, not to mention any NY friends that I could find things for, and I needed to get started, so we went to Century City.

Century City is a mall, but an outdoor mall, so it's not so mall-y, and we go there every year. I get my Victoria's Secret underwear, and usually a sweater from the Gap, and there's Crate and Barrel and The Pottery Barn, and the best beloved Restoration Hardware. I have such a hard on for Restoration Hardware, it's one of those stores where you go in and suddenly need everything that you never knew existed. And not just need, but need with a burning fiery passion of a thousand suns. Restoration Hardware is Satan's store. But I found Molly's birthday present there, so the temptation was worth it.

I spent way too much money, but I did manage to prez everyone, and got Mom to get me the new Straub/King and Pratchett books, not to mention my underwear and Gap sweater. Remember when clothing was the bad present? Man, and who wanted underwear? When did I become a grownup?

I was supposed to meet up with Melanie after shopping, but I was so shattered that the idea of leaving the house and socializing was enough to make me weep.

So I called her and begged off, claiming that it would be like hanging out with her children, nothing but whining. When I called her earlier in the day, though, Rebeccah answered the phone and said, "Hello?"
"Hi, can I talk to Melanie?"
"This is Rebeccah."
"Uh-huh, well, can I talk to Melanie then?"

And she gave the phone to her mother, then when the kids realized that it was me on the phone, they all started howling like monkeys about how much they wanted to see me. O the wailing! O the gnashing of teeth! It really is quite gratifying, to be treating as the sum total of all that is interesting and fun by those kids. What sad, dull lives they must lead.

But anyway, no Melanie, no kids last night, only utter collapse. But at least my Christmas shopping is done. Or at least part one of it, but all that needs doing for now.

Today's horoscope:
You are striving to balance work and play within your relationships. Don't go overboard with impulsivity or discipline.

One year ago today:
It's the Famous Amusement Park in Anaheim That Isn't Disneyland Diet!

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