It's the Little Things…
Good morning. *sips
coffee* *grins* Summer's gone, the heat is fading. I even though it was 80
degrees yesterday.) Winter is breathing heavy on the horizon. We've already had
a few nights of "where's the extra blanket" weather here in the Midwest.
We're loving it. For one
thing, the colors of fall are amazing, and we are beautifully situated to enjoy
it all. Red, burgundy, yellow, gold… the hills are clothed in my favorite
colors. And… it's soup weather. Soup is one of my all-time favorite foods. I've
got some great soup recipes to share with you- both were extremely well
received by the clan- at various points in the coming week. (Beefy Mac and
Creamy Chicken). As is my wont, I googled how to make the soups I remembered
from my childhood, then fiddled with the recipes to use the ingredients I had
on hand. (Sometimes this procedure is not so successful!)
As if all that weren't
enough to make fall awesome, my brother and his family are coming down for
thanksgiving and bringing my mom with them. Full house! Turkey day is one of
the best family holidays. I love to have a big crowd gathered around the table.
In other news, I have
still not recovered from the trauma that was The Walking Dead s7 ep 1. I'm not
sure recovery is possible. Aside from the emotional impact… there was the whole
bloodbath aspect of the thing. Just what are these writers trying to say about
the nature of humanity, anyway? That we're all just savage idiots at heart?
This is what I despised about William Golding's The Lord of the Flies when I
was forced to read it thirty years ago- and Conrad's Heart of Darkness… and so
many pieces of great literature.
Thank the creative forces
for Romance Novels. Under the direst of circumstances, mayhem, murder, zombie
outbreak, people discover love and realize what is best in themselves.
*mutters* I guarantee you that if the world goes to hell, I will be surviving
on my own wit and ingenuity, not using violence to compel others to ensure my
survival.
Do you think there's any
er… jibe intended in the fact that Negan was a high school coach before the
Zombie outbreak? Is this social commentary on the brutality of high school
sports and the mentality that it instills in our kids? Perhaps we should be
investing in needlepoint clubs and chess championships instead of football? Is
the competitive culture going to be our downfall?
No? Hm.
Anyway, I have not yet
watched episode 2 of The Walking Dead. I'm not sure when I'll be able to do
that. When I can stop seeing that blood soaked baseball bat, I suppose.
*shudder*
Today, there's a great
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The main projects for
today are to get the social media wagon back on the trail – and that means
streamlining my presence- and beginning the read through of the first draft of
Parkerbug #4. Havan is working on the epilogue, so the actual story is
finished. FINALLY!
