I'm hanging out at home waiting for my mother and little brother to return with the emergency decaf coffee from Meijer (for some reason Meijer can get people to work on this blessed holiday). Twelve people, family and friends will be coming for a 2:00pm feast which should include everything you could ask for, though no Pumpkin pie (Gran brought too many pies, so Mom felt that making more pie would be a waste). People will probably start showing up around one, so mulled cider will be hastily inhaled before the corks are popped and the bird is served.
Hope everyone has a lovely feast, even those who can't make it home. :)
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Thursday, November 27, 2003
Tuesday, November 25, 2003
The Onion appears to have gotten lazy and reused an old STATshot this week. It's an excellent STATshot, though, and quite topical as far as I'm concerned:
Monday, November 24, 2003
Garcia the Spaniard served in the household of Eleanor of Castile, consort of King Edward I, as Keeper of the Queen's Stud. What kind of job is that, and does it involve fringe benefits ::leer:: ? I'd love to know.
If my name were Licoricia, I would not name my son Sweteman.
Licoricia of Winchester, wealthy Jewish moneylender of thirteenth-century England, apparently did.
Edited to inform you that Licoricia's life is fascinating. She was murdered in 1277, at some ripe age. I have no idea why.
Beginning to feel like Aragorn from the Very Secret Diaries. Thesis still not done, goddammit.