I'm back! And confessing.

After missing a couple of weeks because of Thanksgiving vacation, I am back, and here are my confessions!

• I confess that I have a lot of Christmas shopping to do. I confess that this stresses me out a tiny bit, because I am terrible at thinking of presents for people. 
• I confess that this week I realized again just how awesome my husband is. I wasn't feeling well, so we decided to watch a movie to help me get my mind off it. He asked what I wanted to watch and I said (pitifully) "Something nice." So he came back from the living room with a Gregory Peck movie, a Katherine Hepburn movie, David Tennant's Hamlet, BBC's Emma, and a Hugh Grant movie. The man is a genius. 
• I confess that there are some tiny ants or something like ants that have infested our apartment. I think they have built a home in the shower caulk. I need to get the maintenance guys to come and look at it, but then I'll have to pull everything out of the closet. Just stay in your nice little line, guys, and I'll keep spraying your migration path with Pledge. 
• I confess that I am dying to put up my Christmas tree, but I can't find the stand. Eric is going to try to make one, but so far he has had a hard time coming up with anything that's going to support the top-heaviness of the tree - and since my ornaments are almost all really heavy ones, I am anxious for it to be stable. So . . . my tree waits. 
• I confess that my desire for snow was alleviated slightly by reports from the home front  of gale force winds and no power. I heard about it while I was walking with my friends in the park, in my shorts. In December. This is a weird place.