Yesterday went as smoothly as could be expected... I had to do an early-morning grocery run to fill in a few gaps, and the goose got done so fast we ended up sitting for dinner about an hour and a half early, but all in all it was pretty good.
Still haven't seen the Doctor Who special, as Greg doesn't want to see it (he's not caught up yet, and doesn't care that they're usually stand-alone specials). Maybe Wednesday.
I gave a few quite good gifts, and got a few myself -- no phone, but I didn't really expect one. I now have a copy of Julie Sahni's "Classic Indian Cooking" thanks to hopeforyou
, many thanks; that will provide some fun cooking experimentation in the next several months. There were various other trinkets, including the Kaldor City audio plays -- those are rollicking fun, though I shouldn't listen to them in the car because Paul Darrow has a tendency to make me double over laughing. Nobody gnaws on the virtual scenery with quite so much panache.
I woke up this morning feeling well in over my head because of the bike, but it was unexpectedly clear. So I begged Greg's forgiveness, bought more sand, and overhauled my dad's sandblasting booth... the handlebars, gooseneck, and fender supports are all ready for primer tomorrow. I'll do that and wet-sand the other pieces before rain again on Wednesday. Whee.
I counted the number of painted pieces on this bike: 18. No wonder it's taking forever. At least I still have some audio plays to listen to.