Of top importance: ST’s dog is OK. He had a growth on his back that was increasing in size, but it turned out to be a benign tumor. He has a big incision and staples, but he will heal up just fine. And fortunately, the area is out of his reach so he can’t bite at it, so I guess he doesn’t have to wear one of those stupid head cone thingies. What a relief!
In other news, my third Spanking Court clip went up on the site yesterday. It’s been a while since we shot it, so it was fun to see and remember. Unfortunately, because of the camera angle this time, V’s head is cut off through most of it, so you don’t get to see his priceless facial reactions. But it’s still a lot of fun. I love the unexpected twist at the end. 😉
So… tomorrow is Thanksgiving. What is everyone doing? Who’s cooking? Who’s going out? Family? Friends?
All three of John’s siblings are going to other homes tomorrow, so no family gathering, thank you. However, John was the only one of the four to say, “Hey what about Mom?” I swear, they don’t deserve him. So, his little canyon area has this thing every year at TG and Xmas, where they have a potluck dinner for the neighborhood; he’s taking his mom to that. And fortunately, while he’s made it clear that I’m welcome to join them, he hasn’t pushed it. Let’s see: lots of people, mostly ones I don’t know. All crowded into a small space. Lots of noise. Nothing to do but eat, and babysit John’s mother. I love you, honey, but I’d rather suck down an arsenic and cyanide smoothie.
On the flip side, ST is having a quiet TG dinner at home and has invited me to join him and the furry invalid. If I were going to do anything, it would be that. But…I dunno. I’d like to BE there. But I don’t feel like going there, if that makes any sense. I don’t want to dress and put on makeup and fix my crazy hair and make the drive. I just don’t feel like it. Welcome to the life of a depressive isolator.
I actually have some work to do (yay!), and laundry as well. There are some good movies on Turner Classic Movies tomorrow. It’s probably going to be rainy. I think I will cozy up with sweats and fuzzy slippers and pretty much treat the day like Thursday.
However, in the spirit of thankfulness, I am grateful for the loved ones in my life. John, ST, my friends… you have expanded my curmudgeon’s little world and brought me much joy. I love you guys. Thank you.
Have a wonderful turkey day.