I feel sort of confused by Christmas this year. Most years I'm brimming with gift ideas for people, having to choose between a few things, whereas this year I'm grasping. It's a month until Christmas, and I'll bought are gourmet milk bones for Walter, and couple things for Bellan [what things, I can't say since he'll read this]. I spent two and a half hours at the mall today wandering through nearly every store even trying to get ideas. Nothing for anyone, except for a pair of gorgeous silver and onyx earrings which I may have to go back for. For me, of course.