Jolly December 2007 12 of 12

Welcome to another edition of 12 of 12 - the monthly photo blog devised by Chad Darnell. Yippee! It's December and I, for one, am happy to see this bizarro year drawing to a close. Too many losses and illnesses and surgeries and being stuck in a rut. I missed November's 12 just from sheer exhaustion. I didn't even realized it passed until it was like the 16th of November......

So, we start December's 12 at 1:30 am with a little reading and Mongo, my white stuffed chicken my sweet friend, Nicole, got me to squeeze at night when I'm missing Worf. Actually, I put him to the right of my pillow where Worf used to sleep and just having a "body" there is helping with my insomnia. Rereading Harry from start to finish again. It's been what? Five months since Book 7 came out. Time for a reread!

Watering my Christmas tree. Got a lovely little tree, my first tree in 3 years, since I moved to NYC. It's really nice having it in my home.

Here it is in all it's holiday glory.

Had a last minute theatre audition today. Took a couple of hours to work my sides this morning only to get through the first page and a couple of lines because they were so far behind schedule. But I rocked and that's what counts, right?!

This is a very weird angled photo of me before I left for my audition. I look like a psycho bobblehead. Seriously look like my body is wasting away and I've aged 10 years. I assure you, I'm fine. You'll see later!

Times Square at 2:30 pm. Madness!!!

After my audition, I treated myself to the first Starbucks coffee I've had since probably April or May. It did taste good - Vanilla Latte. Got a gingerbread slice, too. That was just okay. Was starting to get into my book - great book, by the way - I don't know why a movie was never made of it - then.....

My buddy John shows up and reading is out the window. We had a chance to catch up on the latest before work.

He snaps me with my latte and the table decoration in our work cafeteria. The poor little trees have blue balls. How sad.

What's a Zippy 12 without a sickening food shot? Dinner. Veggie chili and tuna pasta. Blech.

My bonus shot - BELIEVE. When the pin moves, Santa takes the brown off Rudolph's nose and it turns red. Rudolph is one of my favorite "Be true to and love you just as you are" stories.

My friend David. He's dangerous. Notice the foul "art" on the wall behind him. He remarked tonight that the series of "artworks" look like microorganisms like the plague. Nice.

Get me HOME! I am done with work, thank you very much. Zippy has left the building.