...canada has our thanksgiving in october.
because yesterday i had popcorn popped in rancid oil and it made my tongue taste like metallic scum and then the headlights on my car died right before i needed to drive in the dark and then i completely lost my car keys anyway [my car is still parked on the other side of town] and my phone died while i was trying to call barclay to come get me.
oh silly me.
i'm thankful for popcorn and for a car and for a cell phone and for my friend, karz, who let me use her phone, and for barclay, who did eventually come get me and for rosemary triscuits for taking the taste of rancid oil out of my mouth and throat.
and really, it's been a completely colossal week. i had a couple of those coffee dates where you sit there for hours and hours and talk about every single thing possible and leave feeling like your brain got a polish and deep-tissue massage. barclay had some time off and we got to hang out and play in the snow and drink coffee and watch full house. we went for supper and our hosts let us eat dessert first. we wondered why we don't always do that, and might from now on. because really, WHY NOT? we left there with full tummies and another deep-tissue brain massage and polish.
seriously, my brain feels like it's going to bloom daisies. i have a lot to be thankful for. so.
three cheers for americans and their late holidays. i'll celebrate with you all.
but i think i still have to go to work.