Wake up.
Read the gossip blogs.
Read the Times online.
Email Joni to ask a question about marble.
Print Oscar Ballot, grab pen, read Entertainment Weekly's picks and think, "Ha, ha, suckas! I am researching this shit!" in preparation for our annual Oscar pool and viewing event.
Shop online for new faucet. I *must* decide today.
Hear painters come into the house and get started on their last day of work. The boombox is tuned to oonce-oonce-oonce dance music, which I love, and the fiance hates. (Viva Lady GaGa!)
Breakfast with the man.
Oscar movie double header: Milk at 3:30ish (Viva Sean Penn!) and Slumdog Millionaire at 7-something.
Consume massive quantities of movie popcorn, butter, and salt.
Come home. Pour glass of wine. Bite the bullet and order that stupidly over-priced new faucet to replace THIS one which is going back.
(This is the faucet I plan to order... send links of you have other options for me... photo from HERE.
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