A Sunday in December

This morning, I checked to see if the latest Fringe episode was ready for viewing on-line and it's not scheduled to air again until January 21! That’s 4 weeks away! Whatever will I do with myself until then?! I checked my E-mails and aside from spam, nothing worthy of reading. I crawled back into bed and picked up where I left off ... reading from the page held by my new, magnetic bookmark. It is one of Laura’s Christmas gifts to me ... visually alluring, with artful images and soulful quotes. When I got hungry, I tried to make a shake but got frustrated when it tasted like a cup of chemicals ... I’m realizing this month’s shipment must’ve been tainted somehow. My backup breakfast is dark chocolate and coconut water. I remember in my youth how chocolate was like mother's milk to me ... the staple of my sustenance. I cut loose, dancing to Poker Face by Lady Gaga. I will endeavor to make it to a grocery store for lunch.