Really, I just don’t have it in me today. I’m going to leave you with this while I go and put together the stuff I’m going to need for tonight’s L.U. class (logical fallacies tonight! Yay!)
I’d much rather be on the couch….
A dear friend of mine is putting together a persuasive paper about whether or not law enforcement should be allowed to use data from on-board computer systems – OnStar and Easy-Pass and the like – in the investigation and prosecution of crimes and/or accidents. Would you take a minute, please, and fill out his survey?
Well, friends and lovers, it took me a week, but I think I’m finally back among the living!
This morning was the first where I didn’t open my eyes to the brooding undercurrent of phlegm-weighted dread (not that there’s no phlegm, mind you, just that it’s not the focal point of my attentions anymore). I can’t say I’m not conflicted that I got sick when I did, though; part of me is delighted that I didn’t have to miss any work and deal with the attendant guilt and frustration of having to hire subs to teach my classes, and part of me is frustrated that I didn’t get to enjoy all this time off. I guess it all works out in the end. Here’s hoping I get to skip my annual Christmas cold this year!
I’m hoping to get some things done today. I’ve already completed all my grade book updates for the CHS kids, and I’m hoping to knock off the rest of the Local U. “analysis” essays the afternoon (and I say “analysis” in quotes because, well, most of them didn’t understand what it means to analyze something, but whatever). Once I’m at the bottom of that pile, I’m done with grading!
I’m also hoping to plan my classes between now and the Christmas break. I’m going to work on debate and persuasion with the big kids, and to continue plowing through To Kill a Mockingbird with the younger ones. Oh, and I hope to get through at least a couple of loads of laundry today, too.
What I’m really looking forward to is leaving the house (for the first time in, what’s it been? Three days?). My family and I are going to venture out for lunch, mostly because we feel the need for something other than turkey. Once Mr. Chili is done with the floor of his (our) new shed (have I told you about the shed!? Oh, dear Goddess; Mr. Chili bought a shed. Mr. Chili bought this shed, in fact. It came last week in a big, shrink-wrapped cube, all color-coded and ready to assemble. After studying the instructions for about a month, Mr. Chili is ready to start the assembly process. A funny side story; the instructions say that it should take so many people so many hours to put the thing together. Mr. Chili’s flipping through the booklet, wondering out loud how many hours it would take a single engineer to get the job done…). ANYWAY, once Mr. Chili is done with the floor of the shed, we’re off to lunch out.
Have a lovely, lovely Saturday, Everyone!
I’m still in recovery mode. I’m feeling better, I’ll grant, but still not anywhere near 100%. If yesterday was a 5 on the 1-10 scale, today would be a 6 1/2. I’ll take my improvement where I can get it.
This was boosted, with love, from Kwizgiver.
#1 Do you cook all or part of the meal? This year, I cooked the whole meal; turkey breast, sweet potatoes with marshmallows, creamed onions (don’t knock ’em till you’ve tried ’em), stuffing, and green bean casserole. There were also out-of-the-can crescent rolls and a store bought apple pie (shut it; I’ve been sick). Under normal conditions, however, I would only have cooked the onions and some sort of dessert.
#2 How much do you spend buying groceries for the meal? Yesterday’s grocery run totaled about 50 bucks. My normal outlay is somewhere around 7 dollars, though; onions are cheap.
#3 Do you eat at home or go to someone else’s? We ate at Chez Chili this year – the first time we ever did. Usually, we either go to Mr. Chili’s aunt and uncle’s house in the next state over or to his parents’ in the next town over. Mother Chili and Aunt Lynn switch Thanksgiving duties every year. They used to alternate Thanksgiving and Christmas, but I commandeered the December holiday, so that always happens at our place now.
#4 Describe your perfect bite? turkey, gravy, stuffing, and creamed onions.
#5 White meat or dark? white
#6 Stuffing with giblets or without? Definitely without. Ewwww.
#7 Anything you won’t eat at the Thanksgiving meal? I don’t like the giblets; when I cook a turkey, I throw those bits out. My biological family used to have something called “oyster dressing” that I avoided, for obvious reasons, but my current family doesn’t make anything (aside from the giblets in the gravy that my MIL loves) that I won’t eat.
#8 Carve Mr. Gobble at the table or serve on a platter? We carve in the kitchen and serve on a platter. The hacked carcass isn’t pretty on the table, regardless of what Norman Rockwell might have us believe.
#9 Favorite pie? I’m not a huge pie fan. I like apple pie, and I’m fond of chocolate cream, but I prefer cookies or cheesecake.
#10 Formal table or Chinet? We didn’t trot out the formal china yesterday, but I would have had no objections if someone had wanted to. We ate yesterday off of our everyday plates. Christmas will be served on the wedding china, this pretty Lennox pattern:
You can’t tell from the picture, but the plates are cream colored, rimmed in gold, and bordered with a delicate white floral pattern.
#11 Your menu: Roasted turkey breast, gravy, stuffing, baked and mashed sweet potatoes with mini-marshmallows, green bean casserole, creamed onions, roasted carrots, crescent rolls, and chocolate cream and apple pies. I totally forgot the cranberry sauce, and I prepped potatoes to mash, but I forgot those, too (they’re diced in the fridge; they’ll go into the soup I’m making with the leftover turkey bones).
#12 Favorite leftover? All of it, put together between two pieces of perfectly toasted white bread. Turkey dinner sandwiches make the hassle of thanksgiving dinner totally worth it.
#13 Extended family, friends, both or just the immediate family for dinner? Just us this year. Usually it’s us, the in-laws, Mr. Chili’s aunt and uncle, and whichever of their two children happens to come (they’re both married now, and tend to switch holidays with their in-laws, so we’re never sure who’s gonna show).
#14 After dinner, do you go to the latest movie or watch football on TV or just a turkey induced snooze? We usually sit around the table making polite small talk. This year, the Chili family retired to the family room to watch football and bits of Home Alone.
#15 Do you watch the Macy’s Parade? Not usually, though we caught a bit of it yesterday (as the couch was my favorite place to be).
#16 Christmas decorations up before or after? We’ll put our tree up when we always do, round about the second weekend in December.
#17 Black Friday shopping or sleep in? I make it a policy to try to not leave the house at all on the Friday after Thanksgiving. I might shop online today, but probably not. Mr. Chili, however, has decided to venture forth into the fray; he’s been researching big screen t.v.s since we finished our family room (how many years ago?) and is about ready to pull the proverbial trigger. I have no illusions that he’ll actually come home with one today, though, which makes me wonder why he risked going out….
#18 Any special Thanksgiving tradition? We listen to Arlo Guthrie’s Alice’s Restaurant on the way to wherever we’re going. This year, we listened in the living room.
#19 Favorite thing about Thanksgiving? I like the long stretch of no-school (work). I’m also mighty fond of those sandwiches…
#20 Favorite Thanksgiving memory? Heh. This story still gets me.
Happy Friday, Everyone!
No, not really, but this will be our first Thanksgiving at Chez Chili.
I made the command decision this morning to not go to dinner with the family. I still feel punk – I’ve got a rattly, chesty cough and I’m pretty well run-down, and Bean’s got a good cough brewing and likely has a fever (though I’ve not checked yet).
Regardless of whether or not the old people are immune to the H1N1 (seriously?!), I’m willing to bet that what I’ve got going on now is a secondary infection anyway. For the last five years, we’ve watched in horror as my FIL struggles with upper respiratory yuckies that leave him much the worse for wear as he gets older; I’m not jazzed about the idea of bringing a new bug to dinner.
I went to the grocery store this morning and picked up the fixings for a little dinner; a turkey breast, some sweet potatoes, and an apple pie. I’ve put it all together for this afternoon; now I believe I shall retire to the couch.
A couple of things that just couldn’t wait:
• Mr. Chili went by his parents’ this evening to break the flu news. It seems that my in-laws don’t get flu shots – ever – and that they are under the (VERY mistaken) impression that, and I’m quoting here, “they can’t get the flu.”
Let that sink in for a minute.
I’ve done a little research and found that the CDC believes that some older people may have some latent immunity to this strain, given that it’s possible that older people may have been exposed to something like it before – and that’s pretty much the language they’re using, too, though the emphasis is mine – but the fact that my MIL adamantly believes that she’s somehow immune to all flu just floors me.
Now just you watch; she’ll catch something and wind up in the hospital for a month. Over Christmas. No kidding; you wait. Even better, they’ll BOTH get sick at the same time.
Then, of course, they’ll blame it on ME.
• As we were coming out of a Wal*reen’s this afternoon, we passed a particularly surly and insolent bell-ringer for the Salvation Army Kettle Campaign.
Look, I have NO problem with on-the-spot charitable giving of this sort, I really don’t; in fact, if I HAVE cash, I very often pony up. It just so happened this afternoon, however, that I DIDN’T have any cash on me – literally none; in fact, I recently dumped my coins into the girls’ emergency lunch money jar the other day – I’m talking no cash at all, people (ask Boywer; that I don’t carry cash confounds him).
As we’re walking by, trying to be inconspicuous, the woman turns to me and says (and here’s where I REALLY wish I had that sarcasm font I talked about yesterday) “You have a nice Thanksgiving, now.” What she was really saying was “you selfish, cheap, arrogant bitch; you can’t spare a dollar for the fucking Salvation Army?!”
I smiled sweetly at her and said, “Thank you! You do the same!”
I think that the SA really ought to train their people a little better. Just because someone doesn’t put a drop in the bucket outside the market doesn’t mean they haven’t gone grocery shopping SPECIFICALLY FOR the food drive their daughters’ school was sponsoring.
Don’t even start with me.
Bad news is that the doc says it’s most likely H1N1. Good news is that I’m on day 5, which means I’m on my way out of it. I’m feeling pretty okay today (of course, that’s relative, you know). Now the big question is whether we remove ourselves from the Thanksgiving gathering. Doc says I’m probably not contagious anymore, but the rest of my family might be incubating this little bastard bug and the in-laws are both over 80 and not exactly the picture of blooming pink health; do we really want to chance it?