Saturday started with a trip to the Holyoke Children’s Museum to see Ruff Ruffman in “person” (crappy phone pic to follow)
and then I came home to this lovely email from Mr. Jonathan:

“You wake up in the morning and think ‘oooohh all that great food awaits, if only I didn’t have to endure my extended family and a booooring football game.’ and then you realize that you get to replace ‘extended family’ with ‘the tribe’ and ‘football’ with ‘joss whedon musical’ and the room is flooded with light.”
Aww.

After the pre-T-day turkey in honor of Bro In Law, we got to go see The Mike Hooker Experience in a triptophan stupor!

Suck on that, Thanksgiving!
(Today, Turkey Soup! NOM!)

My frivolous bit is at the end. The first parts, especially Sarah Buttenweiser on abortion and the health care bill, are some serious and seriously good shit.

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I said to Bill, “Bill, would Pete be mad if I posted this picture of him on the internet?”
And Bill said, “Yes, yes he would. And that is why you should.”

Oh dear lord did I really start drinking wine at 4pm on a Sunday? Did I really *stop* drinking wine at…umm…very late at night? I sort of feel like barfing and I REALLY want bacon, so I am thinking yes.

Wait. Did I stuff balls of yarn down my shirt and then shout, “Look! I’m Katy!”? I think I declared undying love for a British woman I just met. Which I now TAKE BACK, because it is (sort of) *her fault* I feel lousy today. On my birthday.

I couldn’t figure out pajamas when I went to bed so I slept naked, which means I woke up to Audrey shouting, “I see boobies!” while grasping at my milkshakes. Did I mention it’s my birthday? That’s no way to treat a birthday girl.

I really want bacon. Does Outlook Farm deliver?

Her Fearful Symmetry by Audrey Niffenegger

My rating: 4 of 5 stars
I feel like she started writing a sweet, readable story, got 2/3 through and her editor said, “hey, something should happen here”. So the last 1/3 seems rushed & underdeveloped. I suppose it is a curse of writing a perfect first novel that your second is under so much scrutiny. Also, a lot of the detail seems to be more: “Hey, I went to Highgate Cemetary and Amsterdam!” You know those people who go abroad and end up dropping in references to it at every available opportunity? It’s like that. In summary, well worth reading, but the ending bit is irritating.

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dinner tonight: twice baked Farm Fresh potatoes!
with chicken and fresh broccoli!