it has to be rainy...

i took the train in from PA this morning, since i was busy yesterday sorting through all my stuff, getting ready for my big move soon (cue the angel choir) and it struck me a few times that it was going to be extra painful switching into work mode. something about the thanksgiving holiday makes a brain sluggish. add to that getting up at the crack of dawn on a monday in the pitch black and it's raining, and there's little hope of getting it together before mid-week.

anyway, it was a good Thanksgiving. i love my Brady relatives. they're all nuts, and naturally, i relate. the champagne was flowing and the food was amazing. Darren and Sara made an incredibly decadent sweet potato dish with five pounds of sweet potatoes. i think there will still be leftovers next Thanksgiving. later in the evening we played a few hilarious rounds of Left, Right, Center, during which my Aunt Joanne referred to several of us as "little creep" and "little witch" and there was also a whole schtick with her licking the money, but you had to be there to appreciate that one. my favorite moment was as we were leaving. i'd been battling a stubborn cold (still am, sort of) and popped a Halls in my mouth as we were saying goodbye. my aunt hugged me and then gasped and said, "you smell great! what are you wearing?" i told her, "mentho-lyptus." she laughed and laughed and i said, "at least we know what works for you now" and i told my Uncle Tim to get some vapor rub on his wife stat. (oh, and then out in the driveway as i said goodbye to Darren i clocked him in the face with a water bottle. but he'd clocked Sara in the face with his foot a little earlier, so it was just payback by proxy.) anyway, it was one of those days when you can say without irony: a good time was had by all.

the rest of the weekend was spent fretting over when exactly i can move, what exactly i need, what exactly i can afford. i was much calmer yesterday and therefore more productive. i think i made about eight trips to Target over three days. (got a microwave for thirty bucks, baby - sometimes it pays to brave Black Friday.) and yesterday i got my first new mattress as an adult. seriously, every other place i've slept has been a hand-me-down situation or something similar, and so it was sort of a big day. (it's also sort of handy that my birthday is so close to my moving date. makes mom and dad all the more willing to say, "need a bed? happy birthday!") i got the garage squared away (where all my stuff has been patiently sitting since july) and i'm rarin' to move.

but for now it's back to work. my brain is protesting. wish me luck.

mb