
got myself some programs from Fry's electronics. Antiviral, some macrosoft, a burning program. Some educational for the education of the whole family.
Books, as well, from Waldenbooks (15% off everything I could stuff in the nifty sack, plus the 10% off from the card, plus a buy two get one free sale on Dr. Seuss). I got two magic books for the Temple of the Rose library, (well, one magic book and the Llewellyn 2002 almanac) and a buttload of books for Nephew. Votania squealed and cheered at each new title I held up -- apparently her taste in books and mine coincide. Lots of Dr. Seuss, Strega Nona, The Day Jimmy's Boa Ate the Wash, and a few more. I got one fiction for me, a treat I richly deserved and desired: Lois McMaster Bujold's most recently published The Curse of Chalion. It is a measure of my new devotion to my Craft and my tiredness and busy-ness that I have not read it yet -- I am not even a quarter into it now, and I've had it for over seven hours. I should have been finished three hours ago. What is wrong with me?
...tired, I guess. No nap today. Adam visited. Fun was had.
...got the gift for Darkside for Yule.
...am now the Minister of Chaos of the temple, speaking words of wisdom and healing to those who exist happily in a mix of order and disorder. ...balance. I also speak words of shaking up and smacking around as well. Grandmotherly kindness. Darkside has not yet begun the book.