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Friday - Put extra leaf in the table. Inventory serving platters and tableware. Make grocery list. Confer with Mom over menu.

Saturday - Pick up special ingredients at Co-op. Print out recipes. Confer with Mom over menu again.

Sunday - Go grocery shopping. Confer with Mom over stuff I forgot to pick up (and over the menu.)

Monday - Cut challah loaves for croutons. Wash & prep all veggies. Confer.With.Mom.Over.Menu.

Menu:

appetizers:
3-cheese platter
veggies & dip
stuffed celery

Main Course:
Turkey (roasted in a bag)
sausage stuffing
Stove Top cornbread stuffing
mashed potatoes
steamed greanbeans
fried cabbage
sauteed pearl onions
broccoli casserole
cranberry sauce
sweet potato roles
homemade (store-bought) white bread

Dessert:
homemade apple pie
bakery pumpkin pie
gingrebread men cookies
whatever my brother brings

*I’ve mentioned that I’ve been watching the series “Six Feet Under” through Netflix. The oldest Fisher brother, Nate, used to work in a natural foods cooperative in Seattle. He later hooks up with an old co-worker who moves to LA for a job as a vegan chef. The things that they eat, talk about, care about, even mention in passing are all very accurate to the eco-vegan-cooperative culture. In the beginning of the series there were the obligatory jokes about soy milk and the “hahaha, crazy hippy” angle, which were funny but true, but as the series (and the characters) mature, it all just plays out very naturally and believably. They are very much like people I work with every day. I am impressed. Someone on that writing staff HAD to have been part of the scene.


*The Gap (I think it was the Gap. Maybe it was Old Navy. But don’t they just have those stupid talking mannequins?) has a musical winter holidays commercial that is Pagan-friendly: it includes best wishes for Christmas, Hanukah, Kwanza, and… Solstice. Makes me wanna shop there just because.


*This morning I woke up with a twitching sensation in my upper right arm. The twitching was so strong that I couldn’t go back to sleep. We had a crazy/busy morning, so I didn’t think about it, but after I got to work and was sitting alone in my office for awhile, I felt it again. I put my fingers on the twitching spot and thought holy crap, is that my pulse? If that’s my pulse, then I need to go to the freakin’ hospital. I asked the GM to check me out and tell me if it was my pulse or a muscle spasm. The twitching went away when she checked my pulse, so she massaged my arm and shoulders for a bit (she’s really good at it), and I felt better. But it’s doing it again right now. Twitch. Twitch twitch. Twitch twitch twitch. Twitch.

What.The.Fuck? :/

*A co-op sweetie just gave me peanutbutter Twix. When I resisted ("I'm having impulse control issues right now) he said he needed me to "hold onto them for him."

"I swear, officer, they're not mine. I'm just holding them for someone". ;)

For Xmas last year, your aunt gave you two shirts with cute little phrases you often said. One was “FEE FI FO FUM” I forgot what the other one was because you pulled all the letters off within a month. I recently had to ask your aunt what it was, and I felt terrible, because how could I forget something so adorably and quintessentially you? I figured I better start making more entries for “What You Are Like”.
( (It was “I SAD”, by the way.) )

The God-King: hi
The God-King: 5 hours between percocets
ladytairngire: hi
ladytairngire: yeah?
The God-King: the extra time helped clear my head i think
The God-King: but of course now i hurt worse
ladytairngire: have you have an epiphany with this new clarity?
The God-King: yes pain hurts
ladytairngire: did you figure out that you aren't really married to me?
ladytairngire: that your real name is Ron
ladytairngire: and you are a contractor
ladytairngire: and I hit you over the head
ladytairngire: and made you think you were my husband
ladytairngire: and father to my child
ladytairngire: by drugging you on percocets?
The God-King: followed up by leaving me to eat waffles and gimme lean for dinner
ladytairngire: yup.
ladytairngire: sorry about all that.

Yesterday was a three pain-pill day. That's a first. Damn headache wouldn't give up.

Had to pick up the boy after work, so I'm driving in the dark with a migraine. Night vision is for shit. Called Mom and found out my Great Aunt died on Sunday (Alzheimers). Called my boss to tell him I'll be out on Thursday for her funeral and learned that my co-worker is in intensive care with organ failure. Got to my SIL's house and started to cry, but I had to do it fast because they were running out the door, and I still had to stop at the video store to get movies for the King. He's watched them both already because the pain keeps him from sleeping more than a couple of hours at a time. I forgot to drop them off on the way to work so I guess I'll do it on the way home. Thank Godz the Royal Family offered to pick up the Kinglet, so I can stay a little later if I have to. Got to get done as much as possible since I won't be in tomorrow. Feeling harried, but it's not as bad as all that. Really. It's more that I just feel like I've forgotten something and, worse, I feel like someone has forgotten me. Did you ever notice that it doesn't matter how many people are nice to you, or how wonderful they are, when that one person fails you its like you are alone in the world? But what's the point in pointing it out.

Next week has to be better.

So between the big meeting on Sunday and the God-King's surgery yesterday, I'm completely wiped. Hubby needs soft foods and a chaperone when he eats. Baby Boy needs transport from one house to another, plus lots of "carry-you's" (translate: pick me up mommy, I am feeling insecure). Gotta change the filter on the water jug and keep the dishwasher loaded/unloaded. Got a persistent migraine that won't go away (totally blew detox days ago). Can't think of anything except what absolutely has to happen at any given moment - I'm in robot-Mom-mode. Gettin' 'er done. At one point my Mom said "You're doing a great job", and I can I just say, that was the best freakin' thing anyone could say to me right now.

I seem to remember I was writing a novel, once... What was it about? Was it good? I... think it was good. I remember thought. It was nice.

Today was no fun. However, I have friends who will pray for me before 7 in the morning and give me answers to crossword puzzles while I'm in the bathroom in a completely different part of the country. And I got well-wishes flying in all kinds of directions.

Thank you.


All is well.

IF YOU KEEP TAKING APART THE UNFI INVOICES
AND TURNING THEM IN SCATTERED
AND INCOMPLETE
I WILL DISASSEMBLE YOUR PAYCHECK NEXT THURSDAY
AND GIVE IT TO YOU IN PIECES
LIKE A PUZZLE
THAT MAY NOT NECESSARILY COME TOGETHER
TO MAKE A WHOLE.

KAY? THANKS.

-YOUR FRIENDLY BOOKKEEPER

While I'm on a "hey, check it out" kick:

http://syndicated.livejournal.com/wilwheaton/618575.html

This officially brings my crush on Wil Wheaton to "infatuation" level.

Hey, check it out, I got quoted on kidlit.com:

http://kidlit.com/2009/10/23/overthinking-the-query/

Day three of detox. Got a neck-ache growing. Had to take Kinglet to the doctor - took me and my sister-in-law to hold him down so the doc could look in his eye. Eye is clear, and I am not too late to work. Someone's been using my desk and they keep moving my shit. Head is starting to hurt. Got five days of sales to reconcile, plus payroll. GM is throwing a mandatory cleaning party on Wednesday - ha, right. Big, dramatic member meeting on Sunday - must prepare for drama. God-King has surgery in less than a week. Scary. Why am I detoxing again? I dreamt that I quit my job. I dreamt that my job is a prison and I had to pee in front of all the other inmates. Dreamt that my job is run by a mega-corp that also owns netflix, so every time I rent a movie I feed the monster. Wish I were home writing but, hell, I'd probably just eat Halloween candy and play video games.

Busy week ahead. Better get started.

The Kinglet went down for a nap without a struggle, but I'm too drained to do anything with this time other than... nap.
Also.

I just sent an email to my college archaeology professor asking him to be an advisor for my novel.

I gave it the subject: to the greatest advisor ever.

I really hope he still has a sense of humor... and some free time.

Cookies would be nice.

Novels to Print Publisher: 100 points
Novels to Agent: 75 points
Agent Submission Rejected by Publisher: 50 points
Short stories/picture books: 25 points
Poems: 10 points

October Score to Date:

Lady-T: 50
Richlayers: 0

Check out this fun new contest at Kidlit.com! Associate agent Mary Kole of
Andrea Brown Literary Agency is running her first query contest:

Attention, writers: Copy and paste your query as a comment [on the contest page]. Your query has to be for a children’s book (YA, MG or picturebook), it has to be for a manuscript that is FINISHED and could be sent out to an agent, and it must be under 500 words. To be clear, you have to either paste a query letter into the comments field (along with your other blog/Twitter information, per the Contest Rules) or email it to me by October 31st in order to qualify.

If you email your query to me (mary at kidlit dot com), please put “Contest” in the subject line, not “Query” because then it will be filtered into my slush. Once I have all entries, I will pick the most compelling query, dissect what makes it so awesome on the site AND award you the fabulous prize:

A critique of the first 30 pages of your manuscript!

Deadline for entries: Saturday, October 31st at 11:59 p.m., Pacific Time

Contest Rules:

1.Put a link to this contest page in TWO other places. Click here for an easy code you can copy and paste!
2.Link to Kidlit.com in your blog sidebar (or add my syndication feed to your Livejournal, if you have no sidebar)
3.Read and comment on at least one other Kidlit post.
4.Copy the URLs of your posts and paste them into a comment below, along with the URL of your blog where you’ve linked in the sidebar (if you have one).
5.Make sure to leave your e-mail address.
Good luck!

Goodness. What the hell was the moon in yesterday? My day was like, like... it was like the Seven of Cups. Everywhere I looked, there was another cauldron bubbling over with possibility. Something to think about. Something to enrage me, engage me. Something to learn. I just couldn't keep it all in my head. I couldn't go in every direction at once. It was frustrating, and it was fabulous.

Hopefully today will be a little more focused. :)

ladytairngire: I am SO going to quit

The God-King: You can quit if you join the Black Hearts Assasination Squad and start making some real money.

ladytairngire: you just want to see me in the uniform*

The God-King: Of course.

ladytairngire: There is more to me than a great rack, husband. I have pasions. I have politics.

The God-King: You don't have spell check

ladytairngire: I do not.

The God-King: You do not what?

ladytairngire: But I have ehtics!
And a temper.

ladytairngire: Grr.

ladytairngire: I am going to quit.


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