Doesn't anybody update anymore?

Hey, guys? Um... I don't know if this blog phenomenon may have peaked or something, but Beth is the only one besides me still aggressively updating her blog. I either need to find more friends with blogs, or beat you all about the head until you update. Hell, Colvey's page doesn't even come up anymore. Maybe I need to go spelunking for more blogs to check...

My new fragrance oils are wonderful. Hershey's Chocolate, Drakkar, and — oops, I can't tell you that one. Mom might be reading. I'll tell you later. Wonderful fragrances all. I now have quite the fragrance arsenal.

After work today, I went out to finish Christmas shopping for Aaron. Got a couple things, one of which he's sure to recognize under the ttree if he gives it a little thought. Ah, well. He should have known he was getting it, anyway. I feel like we're a little more even now, present-wise. :-) Also headed to Goodwill, hoping that the other two of the diamond-pattern glass mugs I bought this weekend would still be there. Alas, they were not, but I got some other glassware instead.

And holy cow, do I have an inventory of glassware now. I've got a total of... *opening cupboard and counting* ...19 containers, each holding from four to six ounces. Four sundae cups (I have big plans for those), four smoky-colored squarish goblets (intended for amaretto-and-coke), two diamond-pattern glass cups, two glass jars with lids, one brown lidded jar, and miscellaneous small votive holders, including a ceramic watering can (obviously being saved for a floral scent, when I get one).

I'd been having a hankering for hot chocolate, so I found a recipe on the Atkins Diet Bulletin Board last week. Aaron bought me some unsweetened powdered cocoa with the groceries on Sunday, and I just made myself some hot chocolate this evening. This here hot chocolate makes Swiss Miss taste like a sugar cube sprinkled with cocoa. Never before I started Atkins had I truly appreciated the less sweet side of chocolate — I hesitate to say "bitter," since that has such negative connotations, but I think "darker" is the more apt description. I mean, I liked Hershey's Dark Miniatures and all, but I didn't realize how insanely sweet your standard chocolate bar really is. I think I now prefer tasting all the spectrum of flavors, rather than just sweetness. Who knew? [Note: a while later, the hot chocolate made me a little queasy. Don't know why. Maybe I'm just getting sick.]

Hmm, what else was I going to say...?

Oh, yeah. Kris, if you're reading my blog (as you sometimes do), your Jack White comments are ticking me off. (Yes, Aaron shared them with me.) You don't know the full story, and neither do I. Neither does the media. All I've got to say for now is, if you were really pissed at someone, would you have a.) the balls to punch him in the face, and/or b.) the physical strength to bloody his nose and drag him to the ground? Not me. Although I disapprove of his lack of restraint, I'm impressed with his... what's the word I'm looking for? Strength? Sense of purpose? Presence? Drive? I'm not quite finding it, but I hope you know what I mean. In summary, I may not agree with what he did, but damn, he did it well.

And, on a lighter note... I've been surfing around, looking for new blogs to hit, old people to catch up with... and found that the typical high school jock I went to high school with, Scott Marcum, is a now police officer in my hometown. (Check him out — he's the one on the right. Do you see the football player in him?)

OK, I gotta go to bed now.