Thank you for being here.
Your post was lovely, Cindy. Thank you as well. More than I can adequately say right now.
Am not back asleep, which kinda sucks. I think the various pharmacuticals are finally taking effect though, so future sleep is looking more promising. Dumb old snot monster invited some virus friend and did NOT get permission first.
Now watching something on Da Vinci and the Shroud of Turin. I have no idea if it is making any sense though. I think they just said that being a vegetarian was as unacceptable as being homosexual in the church at that time. The wha???
Deena!!! The house is so pretty. Tons of house~ma to you.
I am up headed out shopping like one of the crazy people in a little bit, and then I have to go to work.
Dave survived Thanksgiving with my family. It was a really wonderful holiday, the best I can remember having in a long, long time. Dinner was fabulous (my mother does way too much), and no one tortured Dave with marriage talk or the like. My stepfather's niece is pregnant! I am so excited for her. She miscarried this time last year, and then had a difficult time getting pregnant again, so she and her husband is tentatively excited.
Deena!!! The house is so pretty. Tons of house~ma to you.
I said it before but it bears repeating...
I am up headed out shopping like one of the crazy people in a little bit,
Can someone translate this into Cass for me? It makes no sense as is.
I think I am adequately medicated for the nonce so that sleep is once again in my future.
So apparently getting horrifically drunk and playing Trivial Pursuits is part of the Thanksgiving tradition. Who knew?
Hey, that's my family's tradition too! Except my parents split the duties: my mom got drunk and my dad kicked ass at Trivial Pursuit.
Thank you, Cindy!
Thanksgiving went well for me. I went to my parents' place, put up and decorated their Christmas tree, put up some other decorations, cooked the Thanksgiving dinner, did the dishes, went home, collapsed with a shot of scotch, and read fic until my back decided not to hate me.
Now that Mom's off the chemo her hair is starting to come back, and she has the cutest half inch of silver fuzz on her head. Dad has made good on his 30-year-long threat to grow a beard and it acutally looks pretty good on him. My dinner kicked ass--just Thanksgiving day basics (turkey, stuffing, waldorf salad, rolls, pie) but they all turned out pretty well.
Now I'm at work in a nearly empty office. I like the quiet.
Now I'm at work in a nearly empty office. I like the quiet.
Me too. Or at least as quiet as it can be with a Robbie Williams CD playing.
Commuter traffic was almost non-existent.
Is it Robbie Williams that killed the thread, or easy commuter traffic?
I think a lot of folks are still in an l-tryp haze. Or shopping. Or enjoying the "sleeping in" function of a day off.
Out of about 20 coworkers, I've seen three in the office today. Eh, one of them is the Editor in Chief, so being seen in the office today by him can't hurt.
