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verbicideI hate being sick. I've been fighting a cold for the past week and I'm officially tired of it. Tired of the sore throat. Tired of the headaches. Tired of chewy phlegm.
On the positive side, I have nothing of importance to do today. Besides clean my flat and visit the ever-wonderful cougar-cat, Brutus. Jeff's out of town and his amazing kitty had gotten sick and required boarding for a variety of reasons. I went to visit him at the vet's yesterday and he was full of indignation and bellowing meows. He ran around the room, tolerated me picking him up and cuddling him and scratching his ears. I gave a relieved Jeff the full report yesterday.
It's so awful to see your normally frisky, bad-ass cat looking listless and miserable. I can't wait for Jeff to be reunited with Brutus on Monday.
I would also like to say that SNES Zelda: A Link to the Past is awesome. But the Dark World 7th Crystal Palace is teh suck. There's this one part where you have to navigate a platform in the dark to a button that you have to place a block on to open a door in another area that you have to then navigate to that is just the biggest bitch EVER. Much hair pulling and then I keep dying at the Boss because I run out of magic and don't have reserves. So when I stop being mad at it, I need to go get some magic potion and come back, renavigate the stupid dark area and omfg it's making me so mad just thinking about it.
I have one more netflix'd Alias disc (it's official, I'm hooked) and then I'm going to settle in to watch the entire first season dvds of Without a Trace that Sarah bought me for my birthday. This is very exciting. Also, I have Thanksgiving leftovers. Including pie.
Thanksgiving was very nice. It was at Judy's house. I got to see some lovely people I haven't seen in awhile. Meghan and Greg were there with their gorgeous new baby, Amelia. Most babies look like wet rats. Amelia was a serious beauty. I also finally got to meet Ben and Laura and darling 18-month old Lea. Judy and John are godparents for Lea so I've seen her grow up in pictures. She was so cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute. Ben and Laura are nice in that ...you almost can't believe people that nice exist. Mike and Julie were back from their honeymoon in Hawaii looking very happy.
The holidays make me sad sometimes. It's hard not to feel like Miss Havisham at an event like that. Not because there wasn't another unmarried person at the dinner, but just because it's a reminder that I'm not where I'd like to be in my own life. I guess I looked sadder and was quieter than I realized, because Chuck (of Chuck and Kim) elected himself on Suicide Watch for me. It was kind of endearing. He talked to me more last night than in all the combined events over the past year or so. Not that he's usually unfriendly, but Chuck is a stoic guy who is usually content to watch the rest of us jabber away. It was surreal. He would bring up the most random conversation topics (Aliens responsible for the Inca Crystal Skull? What do you think??) and even when I left the room for a second to wash some dirty spoons, he ran in after me to tell me about a funny ad I just missed and then dried dishes while I washed them. I was really touched. I spent most of the night sitting in their corner, watching Kim crochet Christmas stockings.
The food was fantastic. Everyone had a hand in bringing something amazing. Mike and Julie made candied yams (with the marshmallow topping). I'd never had that--it's really good! I'm normally alarmed by orange food. Judy and John made turkey, gravy and some amazing stuffing I have to get the recipe of; Sarah brought this incredibly fragrant rosemary bread that I wish I'd stolen more of. Greg and Meghan brought green beans and spiked, spiced hot cider. I brought mashed potatoes and a raspberry thing that didn't turn out the way I wanted (but people said it was fine). I know Jeanne brought a variety of ice creams, but I can't reme....oh right she made a creamy mushroom soup that was delicious (and apparently has no cream, even though it looks creamy--it's the leeks!). Kim made pumpkin pie and Chuck promptly teached Lea the joy of squirting Reddi-Whip onto your finger and eating it. At least he didn't hose her mouth with it.
What I love about my group of friends (outside of the fact that they are such nice people that they battle my cynical world view) is the incredible range. We ranged from a 23 year old to a 60+ year old. Doctors/PA, retired-ferryman, computer geeks, business geeks. And we could all hang out as friends. Well, I guess with Amelia the range was a 3-week old, but the little ones don't count as friends, exactly. I love having a peer group of my own age because I think it's good for me, but I love having friends who are in such different stages of their life.
Anyhow, I guess I'm particularly thankful to have such nice friends. I feel very lucky to have them.
On the positive side, I have nothing of importance to do today. Besides clean my flat and visit the ever-wonderful cougar-cat, Brutus. Jeff's out of town and his amazing kitty had gotten sick and required boarding for a variety of reasons. I went to visit him at the vet's yesterday and he was full of indignation and bellowing meows. He ran around the room, tolerated me picking him up and cuddling him and scratching his ears. I gave a relieved Jeff the full report yesterday.
It's so awful to see your normally frisky, bad-ass cat looking listless and miserable. I can't wait for Jeff to be reunited with Brutus on Monday.
I would also like to say that SNES Zelda: A Link to the Past is awesome. But the Dark World 7th Crystal Palace is teh suck. There's this one part where you have to navigate a platform in the dark to a button that you have to place a block on to open a door in another area that you have to then navigate to that is just the biggest bitch EVER. Much hair pulling and then I keep dying at the Boss because I run out of magic and don't have reserves. So when I stop being mad at it, I need to go get some magic potion and come back, renavigate the stupid dark area and omfg it's making me so mad just thinking about it.
I have one more netflix'd Alias disc (it's official, I'm hooked) and then I'm going to settle in to watch the entire first season dvds of Without a Trace that Sarah bought me for my birthday. This is very exciting. Also, I have Thanksgiving leftovers. Including pie.
Thanksgiving was very nice. It was at Judy's house. I got to see some lovely people I haven't seen in awhile. Meghan and Greg were there with their gorgeous new baby, Amelia. Most babies look like wet rats. Amelia was a serious beauty. I also finally got to meet Ben and Laura and darling 18-month old Lea. Judy and John are godparents for Lea so I've seen her grow up in pictures. She was so cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute. Ben and Laura are nice in that ...you almost can't believe people that nice exist. Mike and Julie were back from their honeymoon in Hawaii looking very happy.
The holidays make me sad sometimes. It's hard not to feel like Miss Havisham at an event like that. Not because there wasn't another unmarried person at the dinner, but just because it's a reminder that I'm not where I'd like to be in my own life. I guess I looked sadder and was quieter than I realized, because Chuck (of Chuck and Kim) elected himself on Suicide Watch for me. It was kind of endearing. He talked to me more last night than in all the combined events over the past year or so. Not that he's usually unfriendly, but Chuck is a stoic guy who is usually content to watch the rest of us jabber away. It was surreal. He would bring up the most random conversation topics (Aliens responsible for the Inca Crystal Skull? What do you think??) and even when I left the room for a second to wash some dirty spoons, he ran in after me to tell me about a funny ad I just missed and then dried dishes while I washed them. I was really touched. I spent most of the night sitting in their corner, watching Kim crochet Christmas stockings.
The food was fantastic. Everyone had a hand in bringing something amazing. Mike and Julie made candied yams (with the marshmallow topping). I'd never had that--it's really good! I'm normally alarmed by orange food. Judy and John made turkey, gravy and some amazing stuffing I have to get the recipe of; Sarah brought this incredibly fragrant rosemary bread that I wish I'd stolen more of. Greg and Meghan brought green beans and spiked, spiced hot cider. I brought mashed potatoes and a raspberry thing that didn't turn out the way I wanted (but people said it was fine). I know Jeanne brought a variety of ice creams, but I can't reme....oh right she made a creamy mushroom soup that was delicious (and apparently has no cream, even though it looks creamy--it's the leeks!). Kim made pumpkin pie and Chuck promptly teached Lea the joy of squirting Reddi-Whip onto your finger and eating it. At least he didn't hose her mouth with it.
What I love about my group of friends (outside of the fact that they are such nice people that they battle my cynical world view) is the incredible range. We ranged from a 23 year old to a 60+ year old. Doctors/PA, retired-ferryman, computer geeks, business geeks. And we could all hang out as friends. Well, I guess with Amelia the range was a 3-week old, but the little ones don't count as friends, exactly. I love having a peer group of my own age because I think it's good for me, but I love having friends who are in such different stages of their life.
Anyhow, I guess I'm particularly thankful to have such nice friends. I feel very lucky to have them.
