All.about.me.

I just installed StatCounter so I can creepily monitor the readers of my barren blog. I excitedly informed Tigerlily this morning that I had 11 visitors today, despite having ZERO posts! Turns out, I was visiting my own blog. Repeatedly. And no, I wasn't drunk. But now I *get* how the counter works, so this confusion won't happen again.

Last night I saw the Nutcracker for the 700th time at Lincoln Center. It never gets old, but I really wished one of the Snowflakes had slipped on the snow when it starts to come down really hard during the coda. That happens more than you would think. Nothing makes me shift in my seat in smug delight than hearing a bony thud at the climax of "Journey Throgh the Snow." I guess there's always next year.

I went on a shopping rampage today in which I purchased peppermint bark from Williams Sonoma and a pretty glass ornament for Lovick's parents. My mom tells me that these do not an acceptable Xmas gift make, and that one additional item should be purchased. So, that leaves us with ornament + peppermint bark + x = right amount of presents for Lovick's parents. I think this means that I will have to make yet another blind shopping excursion. Shoot me. Thanks.