I’m awake on Saturday morning at 7 am and the first thing I do after turning on the kettle to make tea is sit down and open this window.  Apparently the whole “28 times repeating a task makes it a habit” may have some truth to it.  I didn’t get to the movie yesterday, we’re opting to do it today because there will be less traffic and we’re avoiding the theater near the bowels of hell  the mall.  I’m curious to see this film now more than I was after I read some of the reviews yesterday.  It seems that all established critics generally thing it’s a bunch of crap, but every “normal person” review that I’ve read think it’s great.  Now I’m the kind of person who can find something good in the worst piece of dreck known to mankind, so we’ll see how it pans out.

I really should be getting some shopping done as well this week.  I mentioned the whole gift card Christmas, and true to form my dad sent me a check to go buy ourselves something.  How screwed up is that?  I mentioned that we were looking at new mattresses and some bookshelves for the upstairs room (Ikea is your friend) and so he thought it made the most sense to just give us this early so we could buy what we needed.  The kid is the only one who really gets the gifts under the tree, the rest of us get envelopes, and now I’m getting mine 3 weeks early so I can purchase my own gift.  I’m not sure how I feel about it.  It’s great because we’ll get something we need, but at the same time, there’s the element of surprise that gets thrown right out the window.