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Finished off review yesterday afternoon, bedded down things at work and came home, free! For a whole week and change!
Made cookies last night with A from downstairs. Cookies to decorate. It was a ridiculous affair with pain-inducing bouts of laughter, during which it was made clear that neither of us is terribly domestic. For the decorating portion of the activity, I showed A the two parts of the first Buffy ep, which she's never seen (she confessed to me that she preferred Angel; no accounting for taste). We decorated a little army of the saddest ass cookies you'll ever want to see. And killed a bottle of wine.
Later today is traditional eve of the 24th Chinese dinner with N&C. For now, the world is my oyster. I can write, clean, take the recycling out, read, feed neighbor B's cats, do art...or go back to bed! Wheeee! Doing the xmas thing with N&C and the kids tomorrow; I'm hoping this year the kids may be less like a pack of wild dogs at the feeding, but we'll see.
In any case, the solstice has passed, the year has turned, a silvery light bathes the heart of trees and beasts from within. The world is monumentally fucked up, but you (yes you) are a cache of glimmering crystal in the broken shell of possibility. Nourish thyselves with love and cookies. K?
Namaste.
Made cookies last night with A from downstairs. Cookies to decorate. It was a ridiculous affair with pain-inducing bouts of laughter, during which it was made clear that neither of us is terribly domestic. For the decorating portion of the activity, I showed A the two parts of the first Buffy ep, which she's never seen (she confessed to me that she preferred Angel; no accounting for taste). We decorated a little army of the saddest ass cookies you'll ever want to see. And killed a bottle of wine.
Later today is traditional eve of the 24th Chinese dinner with N&C. For now, the world is my oyster. I can write, clean, take the recycling out, read, feed neighbor B's cats, do art...or go back to bed! Wheeee! Doing the xmas thing with N&C and the kids tomorrow; I'm hoping this year the kids may be less like a pack of wild dogs at the feeding, but we'll see.
In any case, the solstice has passed, the year has turned, a silvery light bathes the heart of trees and beasts from within. The world is monumentally fucked up, but you (yes you) are a cache of glimmering crystal in the broken shell of possibility. Nourish thyselves with love and cookies. K?
Namaste.
