20 November 2001
Last year: I can't help it. I have a thing for tall guys.
Somewhat to my surprise, my dentist did not suggest replacing my still-sensitive crown with a root canal. Instead, they gave me the standard lecture about flossing, gave me a special fluoride rinse to use, suggested a change in toothpaste to combat the hot/cold sensitivity, and turned me loose.
A six-month reprieve.
Tonight, I get to see if I can match my grandmother's cooking - I am going to attempt to make her coconut pie. I adored this pie when I was young, but I haven't had it for years. So that, and my specialty (peanut butter pie) will be dessert for our Thanksgiving dinner.
(My mother said to me: "If you don't bring dessert, we won't have any.")
Thanksgiving kind of snuck up on me. We've barely scratched the surface of our Christmas gift-buying, and I haven't even had time to think about holiday baking or decorating.
Maybe the theme for this year will be "simplicity." Just the tree and candles in the windows - because I can't even conceive of the holiday season without at least that much - and just one or two batches of cookies. And if one of those batches is going to be "moon" cookies, I need to figure out when and organize people to help.
I always want to do more than I possibly can with the holiday season. This year, I think, I will strive to do less and enjoy more.
Wish me luck. I expect in about two weeks, I'll be up to my ears in holiday projects.
Word of the Day:
beholden - being under obligation for a favor or gift; indebted