I need a wheel barrow
Mike’s going to have to go to the hardware store tomorrow. I am in desperate need of a wheel barrow. I can sit in it and be wheeled around in comfort. There’s no way I can walk after all the pie I’ve consumed today. Ugh.
Of course, a wheel barrow would be one of the most uncomfortable conveyances I can think of, so I might prefer a fancy wheel chair, but that doesn’t bring forth quite the same imagery.
I called the family today and was quite pleased to be three time zones away from the House of Crazies. My grandma couldn’t understand how Mike and I ate turkey, cornbread dressing, gravy and so forth. Were did we get it? Who cooked for us? Apparently it is a physical impossibility for me, an intelligent 30 year old woman who’s been baking all sorts of wild concotions since I was 8 years old, to cook dinner. Did she forget that I’m gourmet? I can probably guarantee that if my dinner and her dinner went up against each other in a cooking competition I would reign supreme. I know she was a good cook in her day, but she cooks so little these days and is so forgetful that her food is not at all tasty any more.
At least my mom held the turkey hostage until this morning. Usually my grandma gets the turkey in the oven so early that dinner is served at 10 am. Now really, who wants a Thanksgiving breakfast? No one! She would get so angry at my sister and I when we were teens because we weren’t out of bed and knocking at her door by 7 am to help with all the cooking. She would have been shocked by my laziness. I didn’t get into the kitchen until after noon today. We had “turkey chops” since it was just the two of us, so that helped.
I think that’s all the ramble I have in me tonight. My back is shouting out in protest of the Evil Black Chair, but my eyes protest when I put my big comfy chair in front of the computer. I should have stolen Mike’s laptop and used it.
Less than 10,000 nano words! Of course, the story is no where near done, but maybe this year I can keep up with it after I reach the 50,000 word count down.
Yeah, I didn’t think so either.