h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

What an extraordinary day! Just in case something catastrophic happens, life is about perfect now.

I'm having an open house today, will be serving fondues. I've never made fondues before, but am I concerned? worried? even a little bit anxious that I'll end up with cajun-style, charred and blackened goo? Nope. It'll all be fine. And if I somehow manage to ruin one I'll dump it out and make another.

The apartment is clean(ish) and ready for guests. I'm not running around stuffing the usual piles of papers and stuff into shopping bags so I can cram them into a closet out of sight. Nope, got everything *put away* yesterday!

I've had my shower. I'm dressed. I need only a little touch of makeup because my face is looking pretty good without massive reconstruction. Wooooohooooo!

I'm having one of those mythical Good Hair Days! Not just a not-too-bad-hair day, but a GOOD one!

The weather is divine. Sunny, coolish, dry and breezy. The wind chime is singing, the flowers in my garden are looking lovely.

The *didn't* decide to do her typical wait-til-mama-has-vacuumed-and-mopped-the-floors antic of having an attack of yarking up hairballs all over the place.

This is a day to be thankful for because normally when I have a get-together at my place I'm still wildly dashing around nekkid, trying to get this and that and myself presentable, and dealing with spontaneous eruptions and explosions of difficult-to-clean substances ten minutes before I've told people they may begin to arrive.

I still have more than an hour before my deadline, and all I have to do is prepare the table and start gently getting the fondues going. The idea!

The world might be going to Hell in a handbasket, and sometimes it's hard to find things to be thankful for (aside from the ol' standard 'it could be worse') but today all the little things that are in my control *are* in my control! Woooooohoooooo! How cool is that!

And ya know, I don't even really think I'll be struck by lightning. It would mess up my hair.

Good Hair Day? Wassat?


az

Happy Thanksgiving MoG!!

Gosh, you DO sound like you'r having a good day. Excellent. May th mood last.

XX
Alex

Happy Thanksgiving MoGgie!!

A Good Hair Day!
The opposite of this then: A6951602



Did you have a big turkey (I can't think of thanksgiving without that image of Joey with a huge turkey on his head)

I'm looking forward to my turkey on Christmas Day - what do you have on Christmas Day, if you eat your turkeys on Thanksgiving?

Happy thanksgiving, y'all!

Hair of the turkey:

It was smoothe and sleek, curved just so around my face, left me looking ten pounds lighter, never did go frizzy or expanded. Perfect hair day, and it'll probably comb out tomorrow morning just fine, which'll be a good thing as I have a long and early day at work tomorrow and have no intention with messing with it any time soon. Exactly the opposite your article, GB! Well done!

The party was a success. A fun group, but it never got overwhelming. I didn't burn up a single fondue! However, I waaaaay oversupplied myself, so I guess I'll have several more intimate fondue parties during the next few weeks, treat the friends who weren't able to make it to Emperor/ess of the Universe evenings. The stuff is incredibly versatile and easy and kinda elegant when you don't dribble it down your chin.

We had good music, one of the guys brought his guitar, we sang (that wasn't the good music part, but it was fun). I discovered I've a knack for impromptu raunchy blues, am ready for stardom now. If only I culd sing rather than caterwaul. *sigh*

GB, I had NO turkey. I made a few cheese fondues, a chocolate and a caramel one with breads, veggies, fruits, marshmallows, pretzels and stuff to dip with. I told everyone well in advance that they had to have the traditional meal elsewhere, and if they were planning to come here starving they'd be constipated for a week. They took me seriously. For Christmas I do another open house, again no traditional stuff, but I make giant pots of jambalaya and chicken creole and corn bread, lay out the plastic silverware and paper plates and don't *worry* about being the hostess with the mostest once I've mixed their first drink and shown 'em where the food, booze and bathroom is. That way I get to enjoy myself too without worrying about catering to people. I don't have friends who are dumb/polite enough to starve amidst abundance, so it works out fine.

Nothing burnt, broke or spilled, and the drew no blood. What more could a girl ask for?

Quote of the evening (about me, of course )
Erin: She didn't even start drinking until 3:00!
Terry: (deadpan)Well, it's a holiday.

ummmm, these are friends who obviously know my festive habits a little *too* well.

Great quote!


az