Still have power. Still have all our trees.
Wet days mean biking in the garage, where I'm rewatching Pushing Daisies, S1. I defaulted on my Yuletide story, because I couldn't get anything going, but I still love the show. The wry humor, the art direction, the impatience of Emerson Cod. This is probably my most favorite of Swoosie Kurtz' roles. She usually plays brassy drunks, and that's kind of the case here as well... but every now and then, a little bit of wistfulness or sweetness escapes through the hard shell of her character. It's a really nice portrayal.
Still reading lots of Neal Shusterman. I finished The Dark Side Of Nowhere, which has a premise unlike almost any YA novel ever. Reread Unwind, though I'm about to start the 4th book in that series, and I'm also in the middle of Speeding Bullet. That last one is notable in that he often has smart or at least clever characters, and these kids are closer to average intelligence. It rankles them, but there's little they can do.
Last weekend: outside lights (but not indoor), got a tree (still not decorated!). The inside of the house needs to be decorated, and there's still shopping and now baking to do. So. Much. Work.
Actual work? Big deadlines tomorrow and Monday, some of them sooner than they should be given schedule drift due to late hardware delivery. WHY is software always the place where we make up schedule, as if it's all magic? Ugh.