3 For You, As Requested.

Oh Dear Friend, I am just restless this week. We managed to get the grocery shopping for the big day done this weekend, though we both unloaded it all feeling a little nauseous. Hard to believe you've been gone so long, or that we'll somehow really be forced to face the holidays without you. I've been telling myself for months now that this day wouldn't come. That the world would just stop turning, that time would reach some horizontal asymptote and though we'd approach Thanksgiving, we would never really reach it.

There's still time for that though I suppose, so in the mean time my fingers are crossed. I'm also dragging my feet to a ridiculous degree. We've laid down no concrete plans. No timeline for festivities, or even really nailed down a guest list. What we have done is bought a shit-ton of food, so I guess that's our ticking clock. Gotta cook it before it goes bad I suppose.

BAH! Humbug and things! Or so I say!



In other news:

Goose's fish are constipated and I've been feeding them peas in a seemingly futile attempt to relieve the bloating.

I made my first ever soup last night-pumpkin! Yep, pumpkin soup. It was pretty good, but a little heavy on the carrots/garlic and a little light on the pumpkin. Goose was not a fan, even though she's refusing to admit it. She took one bite and then politely told me she wasn't hungry. <-- hello captain obvious, we're all aware of what that means, and no, you're not fooling anyone. In the mean time I plan to make it for every meal until she just admits she doesn't like it.




I am still sore and exhausted and WAY overslept for work today as a result.

I am also terribly jealous of all the reading you're getting done. I've totally and completely stalled. At least in a literary sense. I'm reading, it's just all papers for research and that's just not the same. On that thread, how are you liking Reading Lolita in Tehran? I read it when I was in a rut and it reminded me how much I love reading. Weak-knees, doe-eyed kind of love. *sigh*



Well Dear Friend, that's all I've got. I hope you survive the week. I hope I survive it too. I hope work keeps you busy and sane rather than busy and insane, and I hope you're missing us just as much as we miss you. Take care, be good, call when you can.

P.S. You called today while I was in class. :( Boo. I didn't return it because I figured you'd already made it to work, BUT I was happy that you called! I'll catch you on the next go-round hopefully. Lots of Love.