• It usually doesn't happen, but I'm sick of the rain [1].
• Because I'm sick of the rain, I'm all that much more excited to go to San Diego for TNNA [2] next weekend. And no, it doesn't look like it'll get very sunny here before then.
• You might remember what I did to my feet at the last TNNA show in June [3] (warning - that's the ugliest photo of my feet, ever). This time around, I've got it covered. I scoured Vancouver, but ended up having to mail order the fab shoes [4] that will get me through the weekend blister-free (I'm bringing mole skin, too; not to worry). They're being sent to the home of my gracious host. It's my first brush with Zappos [5]. Good thing they don't deliver to Canada, or I'd be in big trouble.
• Amazon.com is about to sell out of our book [6]. That is so cool, I could choke.
• In the interest of shamelessly promoting book sales, this is even more reason to take advantage of Wiley [7]'s offer [8].
• In ten minutes I'm going to get my hair cut and highlighted. I am psyched. Also because I could do with sittin' around for a couple of hours and not thinking about work. Remember Kate the fab stylist who's also a crocheter [9]? She's getting a book. Oh, yes.
• Tonight: Some crocheting, a rented movie, and some taking care of my sniffling spouse. And I'm going to start the process of moving this blog into the new mag back-end. I want it to look all pretty just like the rest of the site. It's about time I got my act together, no?

**Updated 15 Jan.** My hair was given a kind of purply rinse, of sorts. As it fades, it'll be more and more noticeable on the bleached bits. I say again how much I love Kate.

Also, I didn't stay at home on Friday night. Proving once more that I'm a big, fat liar. Instead I joined some friends to see Brokeback Mountain [10] and chill out. I can't get that movie out of my head. Freaking incredible.