spent the better part of the day dragging my "box of papers" out from under the bed (bad Feng Shui...finances and such) and organizing them into a filing cabinet. wooo boy. a lot more work than i thought it would be. or is it just my obsessive compulsive need to sort and label each file, checking and rechecking to make sure what's IN each file actually belongs there? at any rate i feel GOOD about it.

almost as good as buying new lingerie today...including 3 matching sets of bras and panties. for years i never knew the lovely little secret feeling a girl gets when she "matches"....a friend told me that, and i tried it and yes, i'd have to agree with her.

bring on the football pool!!! (i have friends who have a Superbowl party every year) i don't particularly like football, but it's fun to watch the same guys get drunk every year. heh.