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I'm sorry to disappoint. I have nothing to say about oatmeal today. And maybe because clickety clackety is what I do all week at work I haven't had much to say here for a while. I felt bad for being a slacker and thought I'd see if I'd been getting any visitors ... and was amused by some of the search terms that landed people here.
Oh boy. I'm cozied up with a cup of tea and my laptop with the hypnotic sloosh-sloosh of the dishwasher in the background ... it is going to be really hard not to take a nap on this dreary day. I did venture out earlier to watch the boys play hockey. I'm especially glad I did because Sammy got his first goal and I was there to see it! And also, I was there for the obligatory sweaty head rub. I know it sounds gross, but it's what they do after a game. It made me feel special.
And then I did a teensy bit of Christmas shopping. So that made me feel a little productive. Then I got a chili at Wendy's and went over to Target, where I sat in the parking lot eating my chili and watching 23405987457957245720 shoppers zooming all about. Ick. I decided not to go in the store and came home.
I guess there's not a whole lot to report today. However, I did want to add a postscript to my last blog entry.
Some of you already know that less than one week after I answered the door when my doorbell rang at 4 a.m. that there was a fatal shooting not far from where I live. In that case, it was 2:30 a.m. and there was a knock on the door. The young man who went to answer it was shot eight times through the closed door. Sad does not even begin to describe how I feel for his family and friends. According to everything I've seen in the news, there are no suspects in the case. A talented, much-loved young man now gone. Such a shame. And chilling.
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