1.  It’s here!  Italy day is here!  Now if I can only finish packing, I’ll be ready to go in approximately, um, 5 hours.

Yikes!

2.  Yesterday, on the 12th floor of an apartment building in Manhattan, an egret flew by at eye level.  An egret.   Heading where?  The lake in Central Park?  What the hell?

3.  The mylar balloons from my shower are still aloft.  Balloons just make me happy.

4.  I’ve worked down to Santa’s face on the xmas stocking that is my current handwork of choice.  Unlike some previous gigantic, computer-generated patterns, the face turned out rather nice and I have high hopes for the rest of the pattern.  Which will, no doubt, get worked on quite a bit during my time in Italy.

5.  Today marks the beginning of my 34th week, and Thor woke me up by kicking the shit out of my ribs.  I’ve been dreaming about him, and about the three of us living in our new Perfect house almost exclusively this week.  Boring dreams, about him asking to paint his room yellow.  About baking bread for dinner. Lovely dreams.  Wonderful dreams about everyday family stuff that is the stuff of fantasies and rainbows to me.

Of course, last night I also dreamed that while in Italy I sampled a local delicacy – Kidney Gelato.  Yes, it was just as disgusting as it sounds.  No rainbows there.  Blech.