I started at fury and have gone into a deep funk, with an assist from grief over Xusha and SAD. I don't really have extra money to donate and I don't have the energy to volunteer right now. Fortunately, I am spending Thanksgiving with Tom and Nora, and that sounds about perfect to me.
Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I have acquired the last piece of furniture I want for the time being, a card table on which to do jigsaw puzzles. I haven't had room to do jigsaw puzzles in over twenty years.
smonster is me. But I don't get her and Tom and Nora for Thanksgiving, sadly.
Thankfully Thanksgiving is chill for me--I haven't gone home for it in 20 years! Not facing it until Christmas. :)
OMG, that fake Target ad is hilarious. Love it.
When I watched the fake Target ad, I thought to myself, self, you are lucky to not have to hide from family. But...I'm so tired of being the grown up. I know I'm the parent/elder in the house and I'm lucky I don't have to cook. But I'll be on Jack duty through Sunday trying to care for him and hopefully there won't be any problems with C's daughter.
She just landed in Denver.it will be at least an hour before they get home and I just want to go to bed. I should have napped earlier but I missed my opportunity. Being awake and downstairs when a stranger comes in the house is much preferable to upstairs and asleep.at least from Jack's perspective.
I have pie. More than that, I have Marie Callender's pie, fruits of my faux-grandma generosity to a school fund drive. Key lime and cherry (2 separate pies). It's going to be a good week.
I have thanksgiving dinner leftovers from Sunday to eat all day Wednesday before 2nd thanksgiving dinner Thursday. Truly I am blessed m
My Hamilton has arrived! The soundtrack has been delivered. And after an enormously frustrating two days, iTunes has finally consented to copy it to my phone.
Ryan enjoys singing to himself around the house. Usually tunes he's learning on the recorder. Yesterday he was jumping from "Nobody likes me, everybody hates me, guess I'll go eat worms" into "But what do we have in common? We're reliable with the LADIES!" I'm not entirely convinced worm-eating is the right path for that, but what do I know?
My friend's 5 year old is a little tired of his mom's Hamilton obsession so he's been singing "Alexander Poopleton."