Tomorrow I shall probably meditate on things to be grateful for–and it will last all day. (It’s easier to meditate on a full stomach–but I think I’d believe it anyway, just sitting on the couch w/kids on my lap.)
Anyway, I am actually still sick (blargh) but the only thing really left of the flu is just being really really tired. (This could also be the result of getting less than five hours of sleep a night for four months running… the body sometimes just kicks it’s own ass with love, doesn’t it!) I’ve made most of my contributions (with Chicken’s help) to two family feasts, and I’m knackered. That being said, I’m going to leave you with the following bits of weirdness, because a good chuckle is always something to be thankful for:
PHINEAS AND FERB!!!!!
I prefer the ballad of the Black Knit of Worcestershire and the Hounds of Heck.
Dang. Now I gotta write a blog post about Phineas and Ferb.
(Thank the gods spell-check has "Worcestershire" in it.)
Yup, five hours of sleep a night is not enough. That sort of crap does catch up to you. Hope you ammend your wicked ways soon. ("Christina Rosetti's poetry was, 'Occasionally intermitted.' When we learn that she had five children, the cause becomes all too clear." From a biography of christina Rosetti.)
May your Thanksgiving be warm and hug-filled, may you have enough, and may every turkey you meet be beautifully roasted. Love to you!
I love Phineas and Ferb (I have the Gitchee Gitchee Goo song as a ringtone) – Squirrels in My pants is one of my favs.
Hope you feel better soon!