How can I be so stupid?

I've hurt Richard, and now I'm miserable and I can't even tell if he's OK or not since we're both at work and it's all my fault. And I'm sitting here feeling sorry for myself and hating myself for it.

Inviting people he can't bear to my party without even discussing it with him was obviously a horrible thing to do. And now I don't know what to do about it. Don't feel like celebrating anything any more. But I guess the show must go on.

Feeling better

Not because of people saying nice things (though it is nice of you) but because I've had a chance to hug Richard and have a nice lunch with him and chat cheerfully about other things. Electronic communication is a wonderful thing, but sometimes it's better to wait and just talk to each other in person. Gosh but it was cold and wet coming home.

!!SNOW!!

Pretty!

*please* stay overnight. It's *years* since I had snow on my birthday.

(Nearly 29, going on 5 :-)

Drat, I didn't turn the snow-jomsviking into an icon.