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ellenmillionI refuse to shop today. I don't even want to drive into town, if I can help it. I am not running a Black Friday sale. My big plans to be a hermit for this entire weekend are in risk because I'm wait-listed for a bazaar on Saturday and Sunday (which I probably won't find out if I'm in until late morning Saturday!) and because I forgot that this weekend is Muse Fusion!
Skip the crowds, come join Torn World creators for a weekend of creative jamming - leave prompts and ideas, and see what we come up with! (Me, I have three more stories to finish before the end of the month, so I will be jamming on flash fiction, though depending on my bazaar status, I may not have much time until Monday...) I will be opening this up in just a few hours - I'll announce it here!
My Thanksgiving was lovely.
It was just me, Jake, Guppy and the pets, mostly watching football, cooking and cleaning. We had homemade bacon, hashbrowns and eggs for breakfast, walnut cranberry celebration bread (OMG good) and a large dinner, which was a ham (one of the super-yummy spiral flame-crafted ones from Fred Meyers), sausage stuffing, greenbean casserole, and pineapple-upside-down cake. We have leftovers, including soon-to-come walnut cranberry celebration bread french toast...
I thought a great deal about things I was thankful for. Last year, the week around thanksgiving was not so pleasant: my car was in the shop being rebuilt after being smooshed by two colliding trucks while I waited at a stoplight and I was still having nightmares of the sound it made, and flashing back badly to the car accident where I broke my back. We had just been through an ice storm, spent a few days without power, couldn't get up our driveway, and had lost a dozen trees right around the house. We ended up scavenging whatever we could for thanksgiving dinner out of our freezer. Within a few days, I had taken Norway for a walk and he'd run into me and sprained my ankle so bad it still sometimes hurt 6 months later. It was, in general, a very dark time for me.
So, mostly I am thankful that it is this year, and not last. I am in a much, much happier place right now, occasional anti-social tendencies notwithstanding.
I am also thankful for all of you, my beautiful friends, family and creative inspirations. Thank you for being your quirky, supportive, amazing selves.
French toast to make now... Mmmm....
Skip the crowds, come join Torn World creators for a weekend of creative jamming - leave prompts and ideas, and see what we come up with! (Me, I have three more stories to finish before the end of the month, so I will be jamming on flash fiction, though depending on my bazaar status, I may not have much time until Monday...) I will be opening this up in just a few hours - I'll announce it here!
My Thanksgiving was lovely.
It was just me, Jake, Guppy and the pets, mostly watching football, cooking and cleaning. We had homemade bacon, hashbrowns and eggs for breakfast, walnut cranberry celebration bread (OMG good) and a large dinner, which was a ham (one of the super-yummy spiral flame-crafted ones from Fred Meyers), sausage stuffing, greenbean casserole, and pineapple-upside-down cake. We have leftovers, including soon-to-come walnut cranberry celebration bread french toast...
I thought a great deal about things I was thankful for. Last year, the week around thanksgiving was not so pleasant: my car was in the shop being rebuilt after being smooshed by two colliding trucks while I waited at a stoplight and I was still having nightmares of the sound it made, and flashing back badly to the car accident where I broke my back. We had just been through an ice storm, spent a few days without power, couldn't get up our driveway, and had lost a dozen trees right around the house. We ended up scavenging whatever we could for thanksgiving dinner out of our freezer. Within a few days, I had taken Norway for a walk and he'd run into me and sprained my ankle so bad it still sometimes hurt 6 months later. It was, in general, a very dark time for me.
So, mostly I am thankful that it is this year, and not last. I am in a much, much happier place right now, occasional anti-social tendencies notwithstanding.
I am also thankful for all of you, my beautiful friends, family and creative inspirations. Thank you for being your quirky, supportive, amazing selves.
French toast to make now... Mmmm....
