I was very productive today, despite a 9-11:30 am nap necessitated by a 4:30 am stupid biorhythm wakeup call. I wrapped all the presents I bought for my mom's birthday (I bought them all yesterday, and kids, I TORE UP the malls; I love gameplan shopping), I went grocery shopping, I put away all my washed dishes and washed some more dishes, I washed some clothes, I spent a lot (" ") more money at Target than I thought I would, and I am currently making myself dinner (or not; we'll see how this Frankenstein-ed recipe I made turns out).

And then yesterday my friend Maile and I got haircuts together, and she was nice enough to come get me at the Grove after I had my eyes dilated at an optometrist's appt (I haven't had my eyes dilated in probably over a decade, so I kind of didn't expect it this time, either--oops). And she was further kind enough to drive down to Venice to the place where I get my haircut where she's never been before with Mr. Magoo in the navigator's seat (it was too painful to have my eyes open with my glasses on, and I am super-nearsighted, so there I was with my dilated eyes and no glasses attempting to give helpful suggestions as to where to turn. "Are we in Venice? Well, it's going to be sort of near the left end of the beach, but east some. You should turn here. Oh, this is a building? Well, you should turn at the next place that looks like this but is actually a street, then").