Wednesday, November 24, 2021

 Whew. One of those cleanin' in harem pants sort of days. I feel kinda cheerful and upbeat, mostly because I like to clean my house and feel like I have time to do a good job - make it glow, fill it with light and nice smelling things. I also like to cook and host and do those sorts of things, and having today off makes me feel like I have time to actually prepare for it. I washed the sheets, swept the steps and porch, vacuumed, dusted, tidied, and now I'm about to mop the wood floors with the nice wood polish stuff that makes the whole house smell like almond and vanilla. I still need to roast my pumpkin for pie. Later, I'll go out and buy flowers, wine, bread, and lights. I can be such a homebody when I like to be. It's like that line in the Fritz-Goldberg poem "I'm an unforgivably domestic mourner." Unforgivably domestic. That's me.

Speaking of that poem reminds me about seeing the asphodels in real life back in September. Spikey little tomb blooms. God, they were beautiful. That's the dumb flower I should have gotten a tattoo of. Also, if my blog were a drinking game, and one took a shot every time I mentioned that poem, one would probably die. 

Speaking of tattoos - fuck, ow! I took off the plastic bandage Elle put on it because it had been the requisite 3-4 days, but now the thing is all itchy and peely and hurting. I've never had a tattoo over this much skin and it's definitely a new experience waiting for it to heal. 

Tonight, I'm swinging by Ali's to play dogs and have a little fire. I guess this is a very classic thing to do in the cold months: to go over to your friends house and have a fire. She's funny about splitting wood - she's pretty good at it, but only if nobody is watching. 

Then I'll come home and make very bright spicy soy tuna and soba noodles with lots of wasabi for dinner, because tomorrow will have so many traditional flavors and heavy food. 

I don't know if I'll have time to run today or visit with my crows. Today is probably the day when I should most run because of aforementioned heavy food, but there's a lot to do. 

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