Weekend Blog and Thanks Giving

Oh my, let me tell you… five day weekend. Five. Days.

The last time I had that much time off in a row, we were driving to/from Raleigh for my cousin’s wedding. It’s, uh… It’s been a while.

And I took full advantage of it in as hermitty a way as I could manage & barely left the house.

:-)

Oh, we went out a few times. we both needed a haircut. We took a last-minute Black Friday trip to BJ’s for a new tablet (mine still works, but with a cracked screen (Dropped it on the pavement at a bus stop, sigggh), I don’t know how long it’ll last, so go go Black Friday sales.

(As a note… I really like the Black Friday complex. It helps that mostly we buy online, and that we live in a very small town that doesn’t get nearly the news-worthy crowds — I mean, we don’t get crowds at all — but man, for $100+ off small electronics, totally worth it.)

And we went to the nearby (hour away) outlet mall with my Mom for Christmas shopping on Saturday, because family tradition, because deals, and because Mom. It appears I want all the sweater-dresses… 1989 me wants her wardrobe back <.<

Other than that? We hauled firewood and made turkey and dressing and gravy, we made pumpkin pudding and apple crisp and ate far more food than we needed, we watched Victorian Bakers and made bread.


In the spirit of the season: I am grateful for the times like this, when I can catch my breath. I’m thankful for all of you, for all my friends and all my readers (and all your enthusiasm and all your questions). I am thankful I live in a modern era, in a modern world, with stand mixers, oil furnaces, and, of course, the internet.

And kale. Strangely enough, I’m thankful for kale.

In Which Amrit Makes Sense - a continuation of BeeKeeper.

First: A beginning of a story which obnoxiously cuts off just before the description,
Previous: In Which Mieve thinks too much.


She was looking at him strangely.

She’d been looking at him strangely since he volunteered to break his own leg, and it had just been getting worse all day, until bedtime, when she’d told him she wasn’t going to tie him down for the night.

She’d looked like she wanted to say something else. Amrit hadn’t given her a chance — though he had managed to thank you. Sleeping with a healing leg was going to be hard enough without restraints.

It had been. In the end, he’d muttered a Working to knock himself out. He’d slept like a log, but woke groggy and still trying to shake off the sleep.
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Movement (more Chess/Black Knight AU)

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"I do hope eventually that isn't a negative for you." She patted his shoulder. "But I don't think 'eventually' is going to be 'today'. Okay, the next..." she glanced at a clock over her shoulder, where it was in plain sight for Luke. "...half hour is going to be experimental. It does not reflect on you as a Kept in general, nor does it set any precedents. Understand?"

"It's a sparring session?" Luke guessed. "Wait..." he winced. "It's the sort of sparring session where you show the new kid he'd not as hot of shit as he thought he was, isn't it?"

"That is a pretty close analogy. All right." She glanced at the clock, nodded, as if to herself, and started. "I'm really disappointed in you for not coming home sooner. I know this isn't what you wanted, but the least you could do is remember that you have a Keeper, and that your Keeper might want to see you once in a while."
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