2. A $10 miniature tree which may not last till Christmas but which makes the downstairs smell splendid,
3. Christmas reading: Hogfather, the first Pratchett I could bring myself to read since The Shepherd's Crown, and working well because it was never one of my top faves and I haven't reread it since post-op spring of '08.
Small displeasures: gastro-intestinal outbreak at work, hitting six of our ten. Not sure if what I have today is that, or an extreme reaction to the black beans, rice, and smoked paprika lunch at work yesterday: certainly I was awake with heartburn most of the night. Have cancelled everything cancellable this rainy weekend and hope things will be calmer tomorrow. If not- well, it's a fast way to lose two kilos and hot beanbags help the aches attendant on no painkillers at all.