1999 november 221066gene and i are ahead of the game. we decided to have thanksgiving all on our own this year as all the families within visiting distance are either overcrowded or doing something out of town or have strange and contagious diseases we don't want to catch. okay, that's a lie, they aren't strange diseases, just really bad colds and flus and i really don't want to start with that whole coughing routine this early in the season. anyhow, we did all the grocery shopping this weekend. a fresh turkey breast, potatoes, fresh cranberries, broccoli, cauliflower, corn, giant crescent rolls, bread cubes... i am sure there was more but i am feeling stuffed already just thinking about it. what with the new and improved work schedule from hell, i did make some concessions: i bought ready made pie crust, i bought canned pumpkin, i bought the aforementioned canned crescent rolls. it'll be a feast, but hopefully its preparation won't knock me flat for the long weekend. and yes, i am taking friday off from both jobs; what a blessed relief and something to be truly thankful for.
the scene: the funky little grocery down the street. checkout guy: that'll be $10.66 all together. claire: oooh, battle of hastings groceries. checkout guy: cool! i used to point that out whenever that total came up but no one ever knew what i was talking about. claire: i am a wealth of useless information. checkout guy: okay, william the conquerer is the easy one. who was he fighting? claire: damn, my wealth has suddenly bankrupt itself. i don't remember. checkout guy: that would be harold, presumably the conquered. claire: double damn, how could i have forgotten harold? checkout guy: don't worry, i can't balance my checkbook. i love that grocery.
already anticipating all the cooking smells, claire
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