Good Lord, I am sick of wrapping presents. I didn't get a chance to go out to 37th Street because hub was feeling like baking cookies, and asked me to help out. I was certainly happy to do that! So we've made a lot of snickerdoodles, a name that couldn't be any less descriptive. Basically they're soft sugar cookies with a cinnamon and sugar coat. Then some hot tub, some marital relations, and then off to bed with him. I started wrapping around 2, and was playing with XM but just music wasn't enough to keep me up. I popped in Wallace and Gromit's Curse of the Were-Rabbit, which was typically cute and British. Flipped around (boy, there's sure a whole ass-load of nothing on at 4am) and popped in my occasional solar holiday dvd, a doco on the Sun called Solar Max. Yes, it's extreeeeeme! and things are measured in football fields. Okay, it didn't actually do that- but what makes it really extreme is that they point out something that happened a long time ago that would be disastrous if it happened today- then mention that we're due to have something like that happen any second now! Run for your lives, half of the thousands of satellites we've tossed up in orbit will go paws up when The Big-Ass Solar Flare of Doooom comes and probably make straight for your home and/or car roof!!!!!!!!
As an added bonus, there's a positively ancient doco about the aurora in the extra features. It shows school children with thick glasses and absurd haircuts and has a guy doing a voice-over who sounds like he wears a hat when he goes outside.
I was thinking of going to Katz restaurant, but this year's vigil seems to be sticking close to home, and anyway I got hungry while I was wrapping and had a bite to eat already anyway (no, not cookies). So maybe I'll just hang out here and watch the Sun come up over Dell from Parmer Lane. I'm on my own for this one, which hasn't happened in a good while (Gordon usually shows up for the last couple of hours, at least, but he's gone out of town) but it's cool. It'll be a quiet start to the Sun's new year.
As an added bonus, there's a positively ancient doco about the aurora in the extra features. It shows school children with thick glasses and absurd haircuts and has a guy doing a voice-over who sounds like he wears a hat when he goes outside.
I was thinking of going to Katz restaurant, but this year's vigil seems to be sticking close to home, and anyway I got hungry while I was wrapping and had a bite to eat already anyway (no, not cookies). So maybe I'll just hang out here and watch the Sun come up over Dell from Parmer Lane. I'm on my own for this one, which hasn't happened in a good while (Gordon usually shows up for the last couple of hours, at least, but he's gone out of town) but it's cool. It'll be a quiet start to the Sun's new year.