I’ve had a few drinks. I can’t feel my lips…but I can remember my obligations. And when I signed up for NaBloPoMo….I kind of promised myself I’d post every day in November. And, since I’ve been waiting until the evenings to post, well, this is what you get. My lips are numb and my fingertips are tingly. I’ll probably fall asleep mid-sentence. You can make fun of me in the morning.
I suppose buzzed blogging is better than buzzed-facebooking, or buzzed-phone calling. It’s been a tough couple of months for this gal and drinks are most definitely in order. I don’t know if you know this about me…but I’m kind of high strung. And picky {some would say anal}. I like things a certain way- my way.
So anyway…I mentioned on FB this morning that I had two days off in a row…something that hasn’t happened in 8 or 9 weeks. I wasn’t quite sure what to do with myself. I slept. I climbed back into bed and napped for two lovely hours this afternoon. Turns out doing nothing is my specialty.
I’m missing home in the worst way. Holidays tend to bring that on. I’m missing dinner at Grandma’s. Three families crammed into a tiny dining room, elbow-to-elbow, passing around Thanksgiving dinner, laughing and chatting away. Grandma’s gravy with floating biscuits.
What I’m not missing? The dishes. And, the craziness of cooking a huge meal. I have no obligations, other than bringing a pie to dinner at Thom’s sister’s. One pie. But, I have a reputation to uphold and I still fret over just one simple pie. I told you I was high-strung.
That’s all I have tonight, friends. I hope that y’all have a lovely Thanksgiving. I’m grateful for each and everyone of you. I’m grateful for your support. I’m grateful for each and every comment you leave and every email you send my way. Your friendship makes the homesickness manageable. And for that, I thank you!
happy thanksgiving friend! whatever pie you chose, im sure is delicious 🙂
and buzzed blogging is wayyy better than buzzed facebooking & texting, which i happen to do both of quite often lately. whoops!