Lunch
Getting fried chicken all over the keyboard and my apron (this year, a festive red with deep pockets). The night is going quickly: I’m on complete autopilot. I like having the late lunch because it means the end of the evening will pass quickly.
Gifts I don’t want (besides a salad spinner): Naked L.A., Naked N.Y. (not any other Naked City for that matter), Barbie Shake and Make Lipstick or Nail Kit.
