Gooble gooble and a side of foozeball.

I'm taking a respite from my respite - I retreated to my room and Kavalier and Clay in an attempt to recover from the usual Turkey Day cooking, but the book's taken a turn for the downer side, and rather than continue with the waterworks (I'm on my menses! I get emotional!) I'm on the webz. Most everything is done, thank goodness. Now we finish up the appetizers, plate, and wait for the people to show up.

( Bits and pieces )

At this moment (it's post-meal as I type this) I'm thankful for a warm house, a loving (if admittedly odd) family, friends new and old, near and far, a steady income, a personally rewarding and continually challenging career, and the hope that lives in my heart, no matter how much the realist/pessimist wants to stamp it out, that things will be better and can be worked out.