The Patons Katrina arrived today, from Canada - the stuff ordered from Barnes & Noble has not been sighted. I'm really pissed at B&N, equally pissed at the company I ordered Boss's Christmas gift from, because said gift still hasn't arrived (it's okay, we're like that, he still "owes me" a gift too, neither of us is very hung up on conventional behavior). I mean, this is ridiculous - the "Boss gift" assholes just billed my credit card for the gift recently (they said they wouldn't bill until it shipped) so now I have a charge on my credit card and no package. They are in California or someplace, not Darkest Peru. They have no damn excuse for this. Tomorrow while Boss is otherwise occupied in depositions in BFE and can't wander my way and overhear, I must remember to call these people and tear them a new one. And do the same for B&N.

However, the Katrina is lovely and I can't wait to start that Patons shawl pattern.

Oh, and tomorrow night is "girls' night out" (perhaps it should be renamed Old Legal Broads' Night Out) and it's the pizza place - actually an Italian restaurant - again. I am not ordering pizza. I am going to be one of those fussy pain in the ass types I hate, and order an entree with fish or chicken and veggies. That pizza was too much for me last week - it's not bad pizza, it's that I've gotten so used to eating light and low carb and low fat, the pizza tasted great at the time, and then sat in my stomach like a heavy glob of molten lava all night. The price just wasn't worth the pleasure. Dear God, I'm becoming one of those healthy people. I need an intervention at Krispy Kreme!