Okay, first of all, Anja is in her crib and I'm in the back room with the monitor. As many of you already know, Anja snores a lot. But right now her snoring sounds a lot more like meowing. Of course, it all sounds way different in the monitor than it does if you're standing next to her. But it's still funny.
And now I have to admit something that makes me kind of a bad person. I'm reading a chick-lit book right now, and it's fine, whatever; I read another book by the same author and I liked the first one better. (This is her third--they didn't have the second one at the library last time I went.) So anyway, I started reading the book and in the very beginning the guy and girl split. And I KNEW that they would get back together at the end of the book--I knew it. But I got so annoyed and impatient waiting around for it that I had to read the end of the book to find out for sure. And I was right. But now I know how the book ends. Isn't that stupid? Of course, I'm still going to finish the book anyway... the bad part is, this isn't the first time I've done this. I do it kind of a lot. As in, all the time.
That's all I really wanted to say. I went into the spare room closet to dig out the Christmas decorations and put them up... but as soon as I opened the door I became overwhelmed. We have SO MUCH Christmas stuff. And to think of how much we threw away/gave away/sold in the garage sale...!! Pretty amazing, really. I will wait until I have Martin here to help me before I actually start making decorating decisions.