I am so bloated with pie and stuffing I can barely reach the keyboard. God, I love Thanksgiving! Ours was relatively small and quiet – it was the first time we had an Official Boyfriend at the table, and the first time I ate T’giving dinner with my parents in 22 years, so yeah, I had a blast. Beloved Husband did most of the cooking because a) he is much better at it than I am, and b) he does a great job. My job is to set tables and wash dishes. We find that I poison fewer people that way. I do make wicked good soup however, so I spent yesterday boiling the turkey carcass to death and turning it into gallons of turkey soup. I think I ate forty pounds of leftovers while I was making the soup. One of these years I will convince BH that we should cook the entire T’giving meal the day before the holiday so we can eat the best part – leftovers – on the day itself.
This weekend is Catching Up on Paperwork Weekend. Be still my beating heart. Ack. I loathe paperwork. I loathe the business end of being an author. But this is a necessary evil. If I’m a really, really good girl and get caught up on everything, then I go back to RevisionLand when the house gets quiet on Monday morning. One set of children headed back to PA yesterday morning, another set turned up for the weekend yesterday afternoon (here – have some soup!), plus we have a painter here, so things are a wee bit chaotic right now.
Before I dive into the morass, I promised the last NCTE photos. Wait until you see what I got the English teachers to do…