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I'm terribly sorry to everyone who left messages on my answering machine. I... er... um... took the day off. A group of us watched Batman movies. I am a better human being for the day off, truly.

I don't want to look at my list of must-be-dones, because they're all due by Wednesday. Still, it was so lovely to have the day off and just lounge around, being fed (thanks, Mik!) and being devastatingly witty (at least twice in twelve hours - and if I wasn't devastatingly witty, the others didn't tell me I was deceiving myself, which amounts to the same thing).

My mother left an odd little message on my answering machine. It made me scuttle to the list of Queen's Birthday Honours to see what she was talking about. It turns out that people I know have been gonged.

Don't expect to see me on lists like that - I'm not even the sort of person people nominate for Ditmars, much less Orders of Australia. There's something about me that gets me left off lists. Or I'm just not good enough. Which is not important. What is important is that these women - all hard-working and lovely people - have been recognised.

I was going to say how wonderful it is that good writers and artists and others have done so well at the Ditmars, so I can say that and add how good it is to see women like Carolyn Goldsmith and Di Hirsch honoured for their work in the community. I may not be the sort of person who gets noticed, but I'm the sort of person who has the distinct and rather different honour of counting as friends some amazing and talented folks. Writers, artists, volunteers, leaders: I'm very fortunate in my friends and colleagues.

Congratulations to all of you - I'm very proud to have you in my life.

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My mother, it seemed, was playing a practical joke on me. She was surprised when she heard there were people we knew in the Honours list. She swears she won't play that particular joke again, because now she has to write letters to them. Her first practical joke in a decade and it backfires...

In other news, I've already done my prep for tomorrow's class. It was a very large amount of prep with all sorts of complications, so I'm glad it's done. I've also set things up so that all the rest of the afternoon's work will be in a comfy chair. I'll use G'eeek and sit in front of TV, feeling luxurious. I come back to my desk after my evening off.

Only seven things on my to-do-or-else-my-day-is-forfeit list. Only two of them are big. Only two are desperately intimidating. Only one is both big an intimidating. Progress!

Didn't you need to know all that? Didn't it enlighten your heart and make your life joyous?