November 23, 2007
Thanksgiving! Hooray! It was a good day. I feel satisfied and warm.
Got to see my brother’s baby boy, Luke. He’s great… so laid back, and forgiving. Lots of smiles and wise looks, too. At only 4 months! So much happiness. His daughters are wonderful as well, growing and getting curiouser and curiouser by the day. We watched Pinnochio together — I think I need to do a comparison check with the storybook version. I’m not sure Monstro the whale is the real deal.
So here’s that picture of my hair:
November 22, 2007
Well, I’m finally back home after a harrowing run in with a gin and tonic. And a very cordial cop.
I was shuttling me and Cal over to Lilly Logans post-drinks (gin and tonic drinks!)with Ed at The Artist’s Pallete in Poughkeespie, when the lights flare up red and white in my rear-view mirror and I pull over accordingly.
I was so convinced he was going to be a jerk and breathalyze me — I’d only had one drink, two hours prior, so logically I knew I was FINE, but I’m paranoid — however, he only needed to notify me that one of my front headlights was out. Then, he chuckled several times, gave Cal and me directions to Lilly Logan’s (a bar…) and we were on our way. Fantastic guy.
By the way? That gin and tonic? Delicious. Sure, it gave me a small aneurism during the few seconds I thought a trace of the juniper stuffs might show up on a DUI test, but the good fortune barometer seems to be reading quite well these days. And that gin and tonic therefore remains heavenly in my memory. Ah.
I’ll now enjoy a beer, thank you very much.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Clean that plate! Mmm!
May it stuff you to the gills, immobilize you to the point of Many Naps, and pour you so many glasses of wine that you’ll be willing to toast to most nice things. Cheers!
