The Monkey's Back

Caffeine is slowly creeping back into my diet. I am not happy about this.

It's not all that surprising, though. The holiday season tends to mean lots of disruption to the normal sleep routine -- later nights, earlier mornings, days off not really off, and so on. Because of this, sleep deprivation is a real danger. And it's one I've been courting since Thanksgiving. Thank god there's no big plan this coming weekend -- I might actually get to sleep in.

The GB get-together went very well -- exceedingly well, in fact. All seemed to enjoy themselves, and quite a few seemed to enjoy other people as well. Saturday's party prep went quickly. Saturday night's dinner party was nice, and because we got there an hour early (Cinnamon remembered the time wrong) we got to hang out with the regulars at the restaurant's bar and had some fun. They even offered to buy us drinks.

The party on Sunday went pretty well, although there was an insane amount of food left over. Brandon decided to hold back on much of the dessert items because the crowd had thinned considerably by then, but by then the leftovers pile was already high -- one and a half roast turkey breasts, an entire spiral cut ham, two and a half noodle-rice casseroles, two veggie trays, etc., etc. We went home with enough to feed a family of four, as did Maureen, Mom's friends the Oldens and Pete's girlfriend. Brandon ducked a doggy bag of his own by claiming that his household didn't eat leftovers -- wise man. It's ham sandwiches for the rest of the week for me.