Hey all...

Holy cow, I am bushed!  Somehow, I managed to snooker myself into going to a (early) Christmas party last night with some friends of mine.  No real problem there, but since we are working six and seven days a week, down time is at a premium.  They understand that I have to get up mighty early for work (4:15 a.m.) and that if I do not get enough beauty sleep I tend to get just a wee bit grumpy.  Besides, I always delegate myself as the designated driver so everyone else can tie one on if they so choose and this tends to put me at their mercy when it comes to watching the clock.  Anyway, I was plenty ready to head on back to the ponderosa around 11:00 p.m., but for some reason that is just about the time the real festivities were kicking off for the crowd.  Ugh.  Not that I was wanting to ruin everyone else’s night I figured I would bite the bullet and try to hang a little longer.  My bad, since I didn’t end up making it to bed until well after 1:00 a.m. I am feeling the effects now.  I do believe my snooze button on my alarm clock might have a rather large finger indention in it, although I really couldn’t tell this morning since I had my eyes closed until about the time I got to work.

Lucky for me, I have a coffee pot and a big straw handy.  If that doesn’t work, I can always go outside and plop down in one of the snow banks.  Yeah, that might do it.

Queen is on the marconi...

Are you gonna take me home tonight...fat bottom girls, you make the rock'n world go 'round. 

Have a happy and coherent day!