Our Thanksgiving, delayed but one day, today because I worked yesterday. Actually I signed up to work because Hazel would be with her Daddy Jeff, Hollie and family would be celebrating the holiday with her in laws and Abby and Jodie would be working…hurray for greedy retailers open on Thanksgiving Day and NOT paying a premium to their workers for sacrificing family time you know like healthcare workers, police and fire.
Anyways, today was our Thanksgiving Day…after a short little nap for me. Loved spending the afternoon with my Zoë preparing a feast fit for a family circus. Thankful for that time.
Thankful for the ones who did gather.
Others, I’m afraid were perhaps too full from yesterday’s family feasting…and others were just terribly two.
Oh terrible twos! Poor sweet girl. Poor mommy too. I remember holiday gatherings like that. Those were the days! At least my darling husband was there to share the burden joy with me.
But now it is time for a little pie with our whipped cream.
It’s Fall y’all. It’s a gloomy November day. It’s colds and flu season. To the parents who KNOWINGLY brought their kids to school, camp, after school activities practices with fevers, coughs, sore throats, nausea and vomiting….
Actually I am kidding. Why would I thank such foolish irresponsibility especially since this pretty much guarantees that your irresponsible choices will bring sickness here under the Big Top. Hurray, hurray, hurray. Thank you for being a selfish, irresponsible ass.
I know…it’s the season…it can’t be helped.
Blah, blah, blah…
I’m just going to enjoy a yummy, velvety bowl of tomato soup before I take of the first casualty of colds and flu season and stupid parents here under the Big Top.
More time for more charity work. Free gourmet food, wine tasting, delicious martinis and time spent with a few of my favorite co-workers make it worth it all the more.
And perhaps there has been a bit of binge-watching going on. Yeah, I just now discovered Breaking Bad. I can’t believe that I so very quickly finding myself caring about characters that seem to have no redeeming qualities whatsoever but I do. Seriously, none of them seem to be good people at all…except perhaps Walt Jr. and baby Holly. I just started Season 3. No one tell me how it all ends up.
I mean it.
La la la la la la la…La la la la la la la…La la la la la la la…
Not that I am bragging or anything, I am just sharing what has been good this weekend because that is so much better than me whining or bitching or moaning about what might have been bad this weekend (nothing).
Getting off night shift just in time to see the rain clouds rolling in which any night shift nurse will tell you means they will sleep well.
Sampling this delicious treat because how can I possibly recommend Christina’s Cupcakes if I haven’t sampled them? They are damn tasty and yes, if you live in the 209 you need to order some.
At the Madden Fall Fair, I tasted a bit of The Rustic Puff handcrafted artisan marshmallows. All she had to say was to let the marshmallow melt in my coffee to enjoy the salted caramel deliciousness and I was sold.
Celebrating the first day of Fall as one does by turning on the oven and baking The Pioneer Woman’s amazing meatloaf. Thank goodness today wasn’t hotter than balls as it could be on any given Fall day here in the Central Valley.
But saving the best for last, as one almost always does, there is this.
On the left taken August 29 and on the right taken today, September 22. Yes the camera angles are all wrong and lack continuity but LOOK AT THE RULER MARKINGS!! YES, I AM SHOUTING!!! Those growing pains are real. We are loving human growth hormone therapy.