It's hard to believe that November is nearly over. Usually, it's kind of a slog, and admittedly, I've gotten my days and weeks mixed up several times, but here it is, nearly over.
Thanksgiving went well, although I did drop an F bomb at the dinner table Thanksgiving night. I was trying to answer a question and two other people kept asking more questions before I could answer the first one. I finally uttered an exasperated, "Fuuuuudge!"
Only I didn't say fudge.
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I really do need to watch my mouth, though.
It's good to be back home, though. I've been cooking, which I enjoy. Tonight I'm going to take the leftover ham and turn it into split pea soup. I mean, obviously, I'll also be using dried peas. But the ham is the secret weapon.
To that end - the day after Thanksgiving, I made a pair of quiches Lorraine - which is to say, ham and swiss. They were so good - why have I never made quiche before? Huh. Anyway - add that to the repertoire.
Meanwhile, work is moving toward a huge 2023, and that's exciting. I think we'll have plenty to do, and I doubt I'll have any trouble staying engaged. I do miss people, still - but that seems to be working itself out. I need to conserve energy for my Atlanta trips.
I am also thinking I'll be re-upping on my dance classes after the first of the year. Now that my hips, knees and heels are all in good shape, might as well see what I can do to destroy them.
And I do need to take care of a few Christmas presents - my family is pretty simple, and I have a Secret Santa for work - that one might be a bit of fun - she likes Spa Days. Same friend, same.
Be good - it'll be Christmas before you know it - and he knows when you're awake:
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