Wow. I'm LA-ZY!

It's 3:44pm and I've only been outta bed for a mere three hours - and that's actually pushing it considering I actually only got up to make a ham sandwich and then roll back under the warm electric blanket.  Eventually, I moseyed up the stairs and made it to my computer.  But only with the aid of a space heater to warm me -it's freezing!  What the heck happened to the warm weather?

I'm feeling very unmotivated today. Don't wanna clean.  Don't wanna write.  Don't wanna listen to music.  Don't wanna watch tv.  Curl up and go back to sleep? Don't mind if I do...

But, on a lighter note, my sister, she of the fast-moving lips has just risen above her "scratch and dent" marriage and has signed a purchase agreement to buy the cutest little house a few miles from mine!  It's permanent now - she's staying - at least for a bit and that, if nothing else, is making me happy.  

I was determined yesterday to buy a housewarming gift for  her so I went to Lowe's with the mindset of buying her a Rosemary tree - they're so cute and look like mini-xmas trees - but they had none.  Then, while my pants from last season insisted on creeping up my nether-regions, I spotted it:  a tiny potted plant with thick fronds. 

It was a pineapple plant and it was only $15.  Grabbing it despite Harry's bewildered look, I plopped it on the cashier's stand and proceeded to speak to the slightly cracked-out looking salesman about the novelty plant for a good ten minutes before we toted the plant to the car.

After touring the new little house of Summer, I put the plant in her driver's side seat and drove off. 

I called her later: "Did you get my gift?" I asked, trying not to giggle.

"Yes!Brianalmostsatonit!"  she said.

"Do you like it?"

"Yes!" she said, "Whatisit?"  I paused.  I would've thought that the tiny pineapple perched within the fronds would've given her SOME kind of clue as to what it was but, this IS my sister we're talking about...

"It's a pineapple plant," I said.

"OH! Iloveit!"

I'm sure it'll be dead within a week, but it's the thought that counts, right?

Okay, well I'm off in search of my motivation... and maybe a cheeseball...