Read chapter one (and learned why I can't stand blank, unresponsive faces).
RSVPed (and came up with a great idea for sugar that involves neither pink or blue).
Bought this personal blender (and admitted that my smoothie phase may be my obsessive way of accounting for the coffee and beer slashed from my diet last week).
Cleaned my kitchen (and discovered I'm out of sandwich-sized Ziploc bags, leading to today's disaster of salad dressing transportation).
I also made disaster brownies, cuddled with a dog named Lola, ate two really great meals cooked by men, vacuumed up that damn roach, and made two dates for this evening, but I can't quite take pictures of those things during office hours, now can I?