Hi. I'm back. Much better, thanks. Bottle of wine last night helped.

Today I went to work dressed in my pyjamas and hot pink fuzzy socks. No, I wasn't sleepwalking. To be honest, they were less pyjamas and more like a sweater/tights/comfy socks/Uggs combo, but that's as close as I would get to letting my co-workers see me in sweats, t-shirt and herbal facial peel. It was my company's birthday, and they decided to host an entire day of games, treats, etc. And they encouraged us to come to work in pyjamas. Seriously? Yes, seriously. And it's really quite nice, considering the winter we're having right now.

It is about 2 degrees in London right now and still no snow. I've had to cover my entire body in layers of fleece, down, a hat, scarf, gloves...I think I heard from someone that it's even warmer in New York. Wow.

A new thing that I decided to do today is start knitting. The other day I found an after-work knitting club that a bunch of girls have started, called Stitchin' and Bitchin', and they meet once a week at a bar in central London, learn how to knit, drink some wine and just relax.

Yeah, laugh all you want, but I'll make the best damned scarf EVER. Or at least try to make something resembling one, and that actually fits me. Because knowing me, if I don't pace myself on the booze, I'm going to finish the evening dancing on a table triumphantly pumping my fist in the air, clutching my 2-inch long scarf, declaring how everything in the world should be made in miniature.

Don't laugh, it's happened before.

And now, to end the day on a rather positive note, while I sit in a warm house holding a half-full glass of Rioja Reserva, I leave you with this warning: Always remember to keep your pecker protected from the icy cold. Pecker posicles are potentially quite painful (try saying that one five times fast).