There were things I should have been doing this afternoon and this evening. I have class all day tomorrow, I should probably have been doing some reading for that. I leave for Canberra on Sunday for a three week internship, I should have been packing. I have to write a 250 word thing about my academic background for my head of school to send one of the places we'll visit in Washington.
What did I do instead?
I ate ice cream and played Monopoly with Little Miss A. (Apparently Santa's not real and the presents are actually delivered by Jesus, did you know??) I helped her with reading the big words while she played Moshi Monsters. I had macaroni and cheese for dinner. Homemade, with a salad on the side. That makes it healthy, right???
I read two bedtime stories and sang about a thousand rounds of "On the Good Ship Lollipop" because it was that or "Away in a Manger", and it's FAR too early in the year for Christmas carols. Although there was a small snag involved when I couldn't remember half the lyrics to "On the Good Ship Lollipop", and had to fill in the gaps with "see a something something do a something something something big bad devil's food cake". (I was actually going to embed a video of Shirley Temple singing it in here, but I just watched it, and a six year old in a dress that barely covers her arse singing that song to a dozen adoring 30-something men creeped me out. So no.)
And now I'm watching Alias and wondering how the hell Sydney Bristow is able to function when she must spend at least half her life in a severe state of jetlag.
Oh, and I also acquired this nail polish from Revlon:
Because nothing says professionalism like purple glitter nail polish, right???