In less than a week, I slept on 4 different couches. Well, I actually got to sleep on my old bed at Casa la Cotton, but that was after crashing on my couch, my parents' long couch, and Domestic God's leopard print couch.
It was fun to hang out with the familiar people and eat very well. And do some fun driving. Not the 6 hours to NoVA, but the 2 hours down 29, anything on 20, bumming around Charlottesville, and even the trip back to Athens wasn't so bad. I discovered a new happy place: driving down 20S to Scottsville. windows down. sunroof open. clear and sunny. the smell of fall. no cars in front of me. listening to one of my favorite bands on my favorite radio station. So if I ever get a wistful glaze on my face, that's where I am. It's actually the first happy place that didn't involve another person.
Of course 20 isn't all bliss. There was fodder for a great round of roadkill bingo. Standard issue squirrels and deer, 2 skunks and a wooden desk.
Had my 5th Thanksgiving with Casa la Cotton, which this year included Pitsnoggle, a 2 year old with a clear voice and big vocabulary. So cute. Lots of banishing of the PFM to "naughty chair", which had all the rest of us in hysterics. This was after spending all Wednesday "helping" Domestic God prepare an ungodly amount of food. Helping mostly consisted of a couple supply runs, sampling and food prep till I cut my finger. And of course, the moral support and reminder that 3AM is no time to start 2 pies, especially after preparing 6 other dishes, including a divine-smelling torte.
Last night, to fully embrace food coma, PFM, Dad2 and I tortured the cats and watched a movie before I skipped out on Squidbillies to do some reading. Earlier, we took the dogs for a walk, mostly to watch Sonya porpoise and frolic through huge leaf piles.
So I ate well, spent more money than I should have at Target, did alot of driving, and spent some quality time clowning around. Did minimal reading, but it was nice to have a vacation of sorts.
on the tube: "What Not to Wear"
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