So, here's the plan. I leave for the airport in about an hour and fly out in about 3 hours from now. I'll be picked up in College Station at 8:30am their time. About the same time, my dad will go in for surgery again. Pappaw is picking me up. This must be incredibly hard for him...watching his son in this state. He's been spending time with mom since this started. I don't know at which house I'm sleeping, but it doesn't really matter much. At least I'll be there.

I'm finally remembering to bring the books and such that I have been hanging on to for mom and laughingturtle. I'm also bringing yarn to braid into new dreds for myself since my old ones smell rather odd and are driving me a little crazy in a tiny way that is just irritating. The other projects I'm bringing to keep from losing my mind are: the dishtowels I painted for mom last year that I need to translate for her edification (they're in kana), yarn and knitting needles with which to make a toy snake for Thing 2's birthday early next month, and two James Herriot books. If that's not enough, I think nothing will be.

I also hope to return Patrick's fuzzy cuffs to him while I'm there....he left them here with us accidentally when he visited in the early spring.

We hung pictures today. It's not finished, but it looks good. Also, I transplanted a lot of my seedlings into larger pots or boxes or window boxes. None of them are ready for the big garden box, but they were outgrowing the peat pots. In most ways, life is wonderful...I just need to hold it together this week. I was playing gin with ghost1 at Mel's diner just a bit ago and had the crushing realization that I might never again get to play Demon with my dad. This may seem small to many people, but that was a major bonding point between us...one of those things we could do without ever having angst.

Off to finish packing.

I think it might be safe for me to eat something other than the toast I had 2 hours ago. I napped for about an hour accidentally, which was lovely because it was pain free time. The tummy is getting better, but I hate being afraid of moving too much. Having free time means I want to clean and go buy soil and compost and manure for my garden. Baby steps and hopefully in a little while I will be right as rain and able to accomplish some things.

Love

ok, so after a second bath, much cleaning of the bathroom including organizing the cabinet in there and tossing a bunch of trash, I feel much better. It's also helping that ghost1 got home and rescued me from my lonely brain.

Also, I am taking tomorrow off from work to buy boxes and work more on sorting and ordering and some packing. I will also be helping executivegoth move his stuff to his new home.

Things will be easier as the plan of action becomes more refined. And that will happen as I get things better organized. I want this move to go smoothly.

Now I'm going to return to my book and my juice.

Oh...and I did eat some stuffing earlier. That helped too. Oddly enough though all I've eaten today is one banana, two tortillas with some cheese and that little bit of stuffing.

I am more of the person I used to be than i realized. fuck. I really wish this weren't true. My apologies to those who must (per their own desires) choose to deal with me as I am.

I am a terrible human being.

Wow...an ocelot. I like it. Please do the tiny meme, I'm curious.

This is a wonderful trip and I am enjoying myself so much, but if I don`t lay off the eating binge I`m on I`ll come back looking like the one-ton lady. I miss little pleasures like touch-typing...something I can`t do with these blasted European keyboards. I`m finally pretty much over this ruddy cold which is a wonderful thing since after Tuesday morning I hope to be camping finally.
We`re still with Eitan and Jessica in France for now and things have been great.

I`m not putting much on here these days because typing here is so much slower unless I want to put up gibberish...it`s driving me crazy. I miss you guys. I miss my pets, I even miss my wool and spinning equipment. But for now I`m eating drinking and making merry.

Love

It pleases me endlessly that of the three replies I have thus far received regarding a food-day, two have been from men...I am not certain I can put into coherent words why that pleases me. I would be equally happy to have a room full of women friends...perhaps it's because generally I don't have men keeping me company when I cook. Hmm...I think this reaction merits further speculation at a later time.

For now I am going to plan my culinary adventure. I'm trying to convince myself to make things that I have not tried before...but I think the focus should rest more in the vein of making splendid, simple dishes that speak with eloquence rather than attempting to experiment with too many unknowns at once.

Now, to decide upon the scope of my day.

I know most of you are working, or some are out of town, but for those of you available, would anyone like to spend a while cooking with me? I am inspired and also out of un-tinned food, so I figure I must fix this.

If you want to come with me for the grocery hunting, that would be marvelous, but you must reply soon as I am famished.

I've no idea what I plan to make except that it will include and even spotlight fresh plant produce and I think I shall bake some bread too. Possibly even make monkey bread.

I don't want to be alone today, but also am planning on being highly domestic, if this doesn't turn you off (since really all you need do is spend time with me while I cook unless you wish to learn, and you'll get to eat things you've possibly never before tried) then please contact me before too late in the afternoon.

I might also be convinced to henna someone if I get enough time before they leave...since I like doing that.

comment here or call me if you have my number.

I do not like not feeling well. This unfortunately means that I am forever re-learning that just because one is tired of not feeling well, does not mean that one has gotten any better.

I went to Trader Joe's and got all the groceries I need + a box of emergen-c - the lint brush I was supposed to get + one migraine. *fume**cringe**whimper*

I also got some green chile cheese tamales which are now apparently ready to eat, so off I go, hoping my migraine subsides enough that I can actually make use of all the groceries I just purchased. I had better be well by tomorrow...because I am sick and tired of being sick and tired.

I'm beginning to grow accustomed to the flavors of airborne and emergen-c...this is just wrong.

food. love.

I have just done a bit of a Friends-list purge, this does not reflect my feelings towards anyone removed from my list, but I just have to do this once in a while. My apologies if anyone's feelings are hurt, because it really isn't anything personal. Be well and as happy as possible.