thanksgiving...as reviewed by january

It's pretty obvious I have slipped in the regularity of my entries. In no way was I short of ideas as I kept a running sticky note on my laptop of everything to be covered from Thanksgiving to now. Why then on the absence? Oh, it's only fair to point toward this MFA degree and the simple fact that after composing weekly assignments for workshop I had little creative energy for Miniature America. Here and now, I am prepared to slowly tackle that sticky list. Here's to hoping that the entries to follow find themselves more lyrical than this one has been so far.

What could be a better place to begin than Thanksgiving? A day of feasting and merriment spent in the company of very new friends. My college pal Lydia Anderson Tarnell introduced me to the lovely Molly Donahue, fellow blogger and Love Story front woman, who co-hosted with her man a party that was a brisk ten minute walk from the castle. Naturally I attended and had my cards read by Jess Larabee, front woman of She Keeps Bees. No the guitar was not slung out in heavy rotation but the eating was non-stop courses from mid day till the evening. Gone was the let's all gather round the table and in it's place was a fend for thyself plate piling. I was enjoying fried turkey tenders while getting my cards read and learning from Jess that a "death" card isn't worth fretting over. All it means is that something in my life is dying but soon it will be dead. That isn't bad if the said thing dying is the mouse that likes to live in my building or that 2.5 month cough that pulled a rib and is now utterly and thankfully gone. I'm going to assume that the latter was my higher blessing and that you now would love to see a pie I baked over a month ago.