Happy Thanksgiving!

Let us rise up and be thankful,

for if we didn't learn a lot today, at least we learned a little,

and if we didn't learn a little, at least we didn't get sick,
and if we got sick, at least we didn't die;

so, let us all be thankful.

~Buddha

My cup runneth over.

For food in a world where many walk in hunger,

For friends in a world where many walk alone,

I am ever, ever thankful.





(Also for pie.)

The first time I watched this, all I could squeak out was, "The eyebrows! Oh, the eyebrows!"

I can't figure out if this really is as funny as I think it is or if I'm just laughing because I'm pretty sure this is exactly how I look when I listen to hip-hop.

Gretchen + Kim + enclosed space + 3 hours + paint fumes = FUN!

I have lived in my current house for two-and-a-half years.

I have hated the color of the bathroom for two-and-a-half years.

I have talked about painting the bathroom for two-and-a-half years.

Last weekend, we painted the bathroom.

It's pretty awesome.

Please excuse the makeshift window treatment. I haven't gotten around to actually sewing the curtain so it's just the material draped over the rod. This is how we keep things classy.

Oh, except is it driving you crazy that the shade of the wall is slightly off from the color of the shower curtain? Yeah, I know. This weekend I learned an important lesson called Don't Try to Pick Out Paint Colors From Memory and also Learn How to Live With Things That Aren't a Big Deal and maybe The Value of a Dollar Because You Aren't Buying a New Shower Curtain 'Cause This One is Perfectly Fine.


I also learned Don't Step Backward When You're Standing On The Counter Right in Front of the Can of Paint and When You Have Paint on Your Foot Don't Continue Walking Around the Counter.

 

P.S. This weekend we also watched An Affair to Remember and Gretchen mocked me for crying at the end! She claims she's never cried over that movie. I think it's now clear that I live with a cyborg with a COLD, BLACK HEART OF STONE. And now the question is, what should I do about that?

This ol' brain o' mine . . .

So do you remember how I keep a notebook and pen by my bed so I can write down all the fabulous ideas I have during the night? Yeah? Well, this is what I woke to this morning:

If you can't read my half-asleep scrawl, this reads "The great ABOMINABLE graham cracker man!!"

I stared at this page for about ten minutes this morning wondering what the crap I thought was so funny about this at 2 am. Also, who else is impressed that I spelled "abominable" correctly in the middle of the night in the dark? 

How to make chili: a step-by-step guide.

Step one: gather ingredients.

You will need chiles . . . 

 

(lots of chiles)

meat . . .

 

 (lots of meat)

bacon . . .

  

(lots of bacon)

onions . . . 

(lots of onions)

garlic . . .

(lots of garlic) 

and some other stuff.

Step two: cook it all.

Ta-dah! You now have chili!

ELECTION DAY!

Make sure to vote today, everyone!

As usual, I will not be voting along partisan lines. I will cast my vote for the bearer of the most excellent mustache.



This year, my money's on this guy:

Happy voting!