if only in my dreams

My sister is home from Portland (Oregon) and has brought the Christmas spirit with her, in the form of one of our day-long Christmas cookie-baking marathons of insanity and hilarity. ( Recent events in brief )

So the last batch of cookies is in the oven as I write this (finally--we started at noon, mind you), and we are settling in to wait for the advent of the snowpocalypse. I'll believe it when I see it. I don't even have the energy to tell the "three days from transcript hell" story just now. I'll wait until I've finished up two of my last three apps, which...looks like it will happen tomorrow. Along with holiday cards, gingerbread persons, and decorating the tree. Fa la la la...