Happy Thanksgiving

Nah, this isn't really my festival. Don't have happy memories of turkey feasts or family gatherings. Last year I was drunk in Reno. Can't remember much.

About giving thanks, the less said the better. Well maybe a mutter when gifts are received or when dinner is made or when an offer is made to do the dishes.

Don't mistake me. I went to a school that taught me the Our Father and also taught me...

"Thank you Lord for the food we eat,
Thank you Lord for the friends we meet,
Thank you Lord for the birds that sing,
Thank you Lord for EVERYTHING!"

Yeah, "everything" was said out loud. Real Loud.

I do enjoy this season though. Only because I'm in Seattle. I was driving around in the morning and saw a very pretty Merry-go-round at the Westlake park, a huge Christmas Tree, Macy's star and cannot wait for the ting-a ling of bells in the downtown area, for carols in every store, and the lights. Oh the dainty pretty lights.

The shopping. Now that I really am thankful for. Most thankful for the Biggest One day sales that last for a week, at least. I'm looking forward to going shopping at 5 in the morning on the day after Thanksgiving. I have absolutely no idea what I'll shop for. A few sweaters maybe. Shoes. Pretty shoes. Handbags. Cute trinkets for home. Some stuff for the new home. A dog. Jewelery. KitchenAid. Calphalon utensils. Cake pans. Pumpkin pie. Onions. Potatoes. Yogurt. I need to go grocery shopping now.

Happy Thanksgiving!

I had a dream

I was sick today. Did feel a little bad that I couldn't take a "sick leave" or get my Mommeee to write me a "leave letter". Nobody at home to baby me either. I just lay on my couch and either slept or watched TV all day. If I lifted a finger to change channels, it hurt. So I just watched anything that ran on Bravo TV. ANYTHING.

About my sleeping now. My friends know I have the weirdest dreams. A lot of them dramatic. Some realistic, and some, just good enough for my dreams.

One dream I had today... was so real, and yet so unbelievable. It was relevant considering the current state of affairs. (No, it wasn't about the economy, nor politics. Gosh, I wouldn't even dream of those.). It was about the relationship I have with a friend. Honestly, it feels weird to type out "friend" while referring to my friend (weird again), simply because I don't know if we are.

This dream was about our personalities. Or the opposite of what we actually are. An apology, a plea and a walk away. It could only happen in my dream.

Darn it, it should only happen in my dream. Although one part of me actually wants it to come true. As a closure to the many moons of uncertainty.

Just somethings...

... you'll get used to:

Walking
Dancing
Drinking,
Drinking and dancing
Talking and not
Eating spicy food
New places
New people
Sharing food, ideas, chocolates, emotions, a bed
Being told "you'll get used to it".