I had hoped to avoid a Wrist to Forehead Sunday today, but who knew I was going to get a sinus headache? Oh, well, I suppose a lot of people might have guessed, since I seem to be plagued with them lately and can’t seem to keep myself from whining about it.
The thing is, I’m finding it a trifle difficult to write posts about my actual activities, because so many of them are Christmas present related. I don’t want to let people know in advance what I’m giving them. Oh dear, now I have admitted that I intend to give some people Christmas presents. Now what if someone who is not on my list expects one? This season is simply fraught with pitfalls.
I did go running this morning. I did not go up the hill to Herkimer College, however, because it was still dark out. There are no sidewalks on that hill, and I was not wearing anything reflective. I seem to have misplaced the vest my sister nicely got me for my birthday two years ago. Safety first for Mohawk Valley Girl! Still, it was a good run. I narrated in my head as I ran, thinking I could do a Running Commentary post in a pinch. Unfortunately, I can’t seem to remember most of what I said. Silly me.
Last night Steven and I continued our annual Christmas movie and special watching. We can’t get through all our DVDs and videos before New Years, but we make a spirited attempt (oh, that was an unintentional play on words — spirited attempt, Christmas spirit, see what I did there? It wasn’t on purpose). I expect we will continue our seasonal viewing when Steven gets home from work, although I confess that part of me would prefer my usual Snapped marathon on Oxygen.
So that’s 300 words. I call that respectable. And I don’t think I went on too tiresomely about my headache, or do I flatter myself? No matter, I’m hitting Publish. I hope you’re having a nice Sunday.