And Tonight I'll Make a Pie

I find it very amusing that even though I am now gainfully employed, I will be spending today doing many of the sorts of things I would have done if I were still at home. I will be going to the grocery store to get the last of the treats for Thanksgiving dinner. I will be chopping onions and celery and making salad dressing. I will be picking up someone at the airport. The fact that I am going to be paid for this just cracks me up.

My side of the family isn't convening for Thanksgiving this year because, well, frankly because 2 nieces + husbands + one baby are going to be in Oregon with the Stewarts and George Clooney's family isn't coming as originally planned because they have to save their travel time to come out when Mr. Stewart finally passes. Since The Spouse and I both work on Friday, we weren't going down until Saturday anyway and now hardly anyone will be there. It feels very raggedy and sad but there it is. Meanwhile, The Spouse's brother and his wife were going to be out of town and now they're not but it's too late because, in light of all this, we had already committed to joining the Fisher House party. It's going to be a spectacular feast.

So anytryptophen, today is the day for early dinner prep and picking up surprise guests from the airport. (I'm not surprised but there's a mom who's gonna be). And it still cracks me up that I'm getting paid for all that.

I may also crunch some data and make a chart.