My favorite line from Thanksgiving:
“Careful what you say to her. She’ll be blogging about it on Sunday.”
My best response to the yearly “are you dating anyone?” question:
“No, I really like my life. I don’t want to bring in anyone else who’ll ruin it.” (this statement illicited much laughter from the widowed and divorced)
Favorite ironic moment:
Talking about my aunt’s gastic bypass surgery, my dad’s interest in getting gastric bypass surgery, and how much it sucks to be fat while surrounded by three tables worth of food for 20 people.
We could have fed a small village in Peru.
My favorite response to said moaning about weight:
“We’re the women built for populating the West.”
I also packed up a bunch of CDs and story materials that’d been lodging at my parents’ place for the last six years. So now I’ve got better music at work and more work to work on.
Here we go again.
