3 day weekends are awesome, even if the only thing I'm doing is getting caught up from the holiday smash. (Well, and cooking -- we made pizza last night, which is not all that unusual, but I think we might have finally worked out a good combination for a barbecued chicken version, with Ina's barbecue sauce, smoked gouda for the cheese, and some super-caramelized onions, yum. There has also been some banana bread/muffin-baking and a truly massive grocery shopping run about which I will only say that it is a good thing I drive one of the bigger minivans, because there's no way all that would have fit in an ordinary trunk.) The tree is down and physically out of the house, though it's still parked out front. I must say, for a tree bought sight-unseen off the internet, it was both gorgeously full and long-lasting. I will miss having the lights in the corner; I think I'm going to burn a lot of candles to make up for it.

In other news, the sun finally came out, \o/. No kidding, I could feel my mood lift. Also of the good, I got my hair cut for the first time in a year. Four inches gone and there is an actual style now, whee. It's weird not to be able to put it up just by knotting it through itself but since it looks half-decent when it's down now, I suppose it's okay.

Watching the Inauguration, I wish my time in DC had coincided with an administration that didn't give me migraines--I would have liked to have been standing out in the freezing weather for a President I supported. More frivolously, holy cow, that was a gorgeous coat Michelle was wearing. They keep calling it "somber," which, I guess? It wasn't bright, but the cut was fabulous.