oh the bliss, the ease, the sweet abandon....four whole days of not-teaching. four days of not having to explain anything to anybody, answer any questions, and since i gave no tests this week, four days of not even having to grade papers. i'll be entirely alone this thanksgiving, G has gone to Denver to visit the kids and grandkids. don't feel sorry for me, i'm certainly not feeling sorry for myself. i have a sister and a brother with families within easy reach, also friends who have extended invitations. this is my choice. my vocal chords are shot, i have bronchitis, the silence of the cloister is what i'm aiming for these four days. speaking only to the creatures, and only when absolutely necessary, and if i'm positive they won't answer me. a darling turkey breast is in the oven even as i type, i stopped at Whole Foods after taking G to BWI and hedonistically bought whatever i saw that looked delicious. also wine. so, i'll eat and sleep and read novels, maybe go to a movie or two, take the dog for walks. and be very very thankful.
speaking of thankful, mark morford's column today is titled Be Thankful You're Not Dubya, with an excellent list of juicy reasons to give thanks. yeah, he's crazy and it's over the top, but it's full of lovely truth worth considering.
you might also want to check this list of the 10 Top Myths About Thanksgiving, in order to be historically accurate and have some potentially irritating dinnertable conversation for the big meal. many people will not believe these items, and will hate you for destroying what they've been told all their lives. it will make dinner much more fun.
a later p.s.: i just visited Progressive Musings and found he'd already put up the list of 10 Thanksgiving myths! it's great minds in the same groove, obviously.
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