"Polyester" and "Comfort" just shouldn't be used in the same sentence

I had no intention of waking up early, but since Georgia is usually up by 5:30, I was only able to stay buried under the polyester comforter for about another hour. After hoisting myself up and getting the coffee brewing, I zapped on the tee vee. I'm finding the local L.A. news stations to be quite amusing. Especially weather reports. The saucy weather girl on the NBC station keeps telling me about some ocean-related stat that I think is only relevant to surfers. No matter how hard I try to listen, I can not decipher what it is she's saying. It's a completely foreign word! We don't get many surfers on the Gulf coast, so really I can't be blamed. Another local L.A. news phenomenon: a report on how the porn film industry is all up-in-arms over some new tax they're going to be assessed. Not really a top story in Coastal Alabama. The anchorman didn't even try to disguise it as "The Adult Film Industry", it was just "Porn", right out there for all to see. Which I guess is how they operate really, isn't it? It's all just out there. I hit the "mute" button before I got too many questions.

Georgia had a good day despite displaying some *attitude* with me. She's grumpy after lunch about having to go back to the center, but once she's done it's all smiles. I've only briefly observed her sessions this week. They really wanted to get to know her first without mom hanging about. This is usually best for Georgia as well. Next week though- I've warned her - I will be required to sit in and learn all of the tortuous methods we'll be needing to take back home with us. They've told me they're seeing improvement in her visual memory already! She read some from a Frog and Toad book this afternoon, but she didn't want to read it once I was there. It's just going to take time. I've got loads of that.

We're considering venturing out to see a movie tonight. Although it is usually pretty difficult to get Georgia back out once she's ensconced in the room. And to be honest, my bottle of screw-cap wine is looking pretty darn tempting right about now! I think I'll kick back, turn on the local news, and see what harrowing stories they have to entertain me with this evening....