Briefings from Recovery Sunday**

This is just to say that I made it through Party Week*! Party Week is officially over, and we are now revelling in Recovery Sunday**.

*Party Week is defined, for this early-rising cougar-aged gal, as more than one late-night social event in a seven-day span. This Party Week included three late-night social events in an intimidating four-day span.

**Recovery Sunday involves me and my pajamas. Do not knock on the front door unless you want the visuals.


Have to report yet another breakdown: first the tooth, then the hip, and now the camera! (Yes, it feels like a part of me). As of this morning, my camera refuses to connect with my computer. It looks to have broken bits in its USB port. The manufacturer does not answer the phone on Sundays. Photos of last night's address to the haggis are therefore inaccessible. You may or may not be sad about this depending on your feelings toward haggis.

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