The best days are the quiet ones. Really. I cleared up all the accumulating paperwork of the last few weeks, paid bills (good news--there's some money left!), cleaned the living room, and rushed off to the grocery for new year's eve things. In the middle of this, I picked up some chicken because Rachel's brother Stan brought mole (mo-lay) from Mexico and I can't wait to try it. Peppers and chocolate, anyone? Early on this afternoon rising panic, the what am I going to do with my life kind--then later a smile--why on earth am I worrying? The sun is shining, I've met the bills, I'm temping through May, and there'll be mole tonight. Life is good.

"You can't have everything. Where would you put it?"
~Steven Wright