Every December is the same, I'm like oh there's plenty of time! then all of a sudden it's less than a week away. I think I'm good, though. I have a couple more presents to wrap; tonight I'll start the Oreo truffles; tomorrow I'll finish them and make some spiced pecans and my pie. I'll have to run to the store for the bagels and smoked salmon and ( Read more... )

Saturday I made eggs and toast and read for a while. I had my every-other-month Taco Bell craving in the afternoon, so I went to the one near Rouse's for lunch, then dropped off more books at Little Free Libraries in that neighborhood ( Read more... )

The only way to understand the world as something other than a tale of loss is to see it as a tale of change.This is somehow the 113th book I've read this year?! I don't feel like I've been reading more, or reading shorter than usual books; in fact I feel like I read more than a few doorstoppers this year ( Read more... )

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Saturday Mom only wanted toast for breakfast because she got invited to like... Phil's home health aid's grandkid's birthday party. Mom frequently gets invited to children's birthday parties, I think because people feel bad for her that none of her kids wanted kids of their own and she never got to be a grandmother. It seems weird to me, but she ( Read more... )

I'm buying Mom's Christmas presents again, because she just cannot shop online. She kept buying duplicates of things, or not buying things at all--like she'd put them in her cart and start the purchase but never actually complete it--and then getting mad when they never showed up. Although so far only David has given me his wish list; as always, a ( Read more... )

And I just gave myself a pair of tickets to go see Saxsquatch at Siberia in New Orleans in March. They were pretty cheap, less than $50 for both. I'm not sure what kind of concert a sax player wearing a 7-foot-tall Bigfoot costume puts on, but I aim to find out ( Read more... )

Thursday wasn't that much work, we decided to do the set meal from Hebert's Specialty Meats again: cornbread-stuffed turkey (deboned except for the wings), green bean casserole, mashed sweet potatoes, and white chocolate bread pudding. David picked it up on Wednesday and I stopped at Rouse's on the way home from work to pick up some brown and serve ( Read more... )

Do people still do all that tacky "haha you're already half dead"-decorative themes for 50th birthdays, with the black balloons and whatnot? That was a trend in the 1980s and I remember it from all 4 of my parents' (bio- and step-) 50th birthdays. I remember thinking I'd want something a little more dignified. Mom gave me $75, which I put toward ( Read more... )

I don't have any plans for tomorrow, except a haircut. I've never been one for celebrating my birthdays much as an adult. Not having any ambitions or wanting a family has always given me a weirdly unstuck in time feeling, like because there's no benchmarks to measure my life against I've always felt no particular age ( Read more... )