Last night Trout woke me up at 3:30 retching, crouching on the bed. I sat up and put my hand under her mouth, and caught her puke, and washed it off in the bathroom sink. It was just bubbly spit. She did it to me again an hour later, and I caught it again, and washed it off again. I did a pretty good job of keeping it off the bed, which was nice, because who likes to get up in the middle of the night to strip the bed? Is it sad that I'm proud of myself for being able to catch it in the dark? Ha.
I'm surprised that these cookies were so easy. I had troubles with ingredients last night and it was really frustrating but it's not so bad today. I took the iPod and speakers into the kitchen and listened to Christmas music while I was doing it, and while they were baking I even washed all the dishes so they're ready for the next batch. Go me.
So what do YOU have left to do today, to prepare for Christmas?