1) I am cleaning up my old computer for my mom. I gave her my laptop for Christmas (I know, I know, what a cheap bastard I am... not even buying my dear mom a new computer for the holiday. You try buying new computers for the holiday on a New York Assistant Professor salary there, big talker). The cleaning up means several things: first, I must arrange and name her new bookmarks. Second, I must walk her through some of the differences between Macs and PCs. Third, I must re-locate my music from this computer to my new one... which is an exercise in frustration and four letter words. It took me FOUR HOURS last night to transfer music from my Mac-formatted iPod to my PC. Oy. And now the music does not actually have any names... just weird codes. My rose-tinted Apple crush is rapidly mutating.
2) I am deciding how to get various Santa-granted goodies from Alabama to New York. There will be some mailing, oh yes.
3) I am admiring pictures.
4) I am pretending I am 10 years old again, hanging with my super-cool-I-wish-I-could-be-as-cool-as-they-are cousins, and listening to this band. Yum.
5) I am looking forward to being back in the North. But I am going to miss my mom something awful.