So what’s been going on here? Well, it’s pretty unexciting… same old same old. I unpack a box, then go puke in the bathroom. Then I lay down on the couch and try to drink some water. Then I get up and search through the boxes for my underwear or the camera’s USB cable. Then I eat some applesauce and throw it up.

How bout an ordered list today? That’s what web geeks call them.

1. I am tickled pink with our dishwasher. It’s the same one we had in Medford, and I loved it then. It’s quiet and thorough and holds a heck of a lot of dishes. And it was cheap! My only complaint so far is that Matt hasn’t screwed it in to the wooden frame yet, so every time I open the door and pull out the shelves, the whole thing falls forward. This will probably get fixed on Saturday, so I only have a few more loads where I worry that all of my dishes will come smashing out onto the floor.
2. We have yet to install our pendant lights in the kitchen since they’re in transit from Atlanta, so I’ve got a table lamp sitting on the counter. It looks hysterical, and yet somehow like something you’d find in a strange European shelter mag.
3. All I want is fruit, which is tasty but not filling. I eat a banana then an hour later I want strawberries. Apples, applesauce, frozen fruit bars, they’re all workin for me. I have no interest in meat whatsoever. Or pasta. The thought of a traditional Argentine meal usually makes me drool, but now it makes me gag. I’m also digging celery sticks – straight up with nothin on em. And when I get sick of eating every hour because I’m not getting filled up, I slam a bowl of potato chips.
4. Cranberry juice is making me yuke. This breaks my heart. Anyone who knows me knows that there is nothing I love more in the world than a glass of cranberry juice. In fact, when I’m craving chocolate, I can sit down and have a glass of cranberry juice and the craving passes. I love it THAT much. But for some reason I can’t stomach it right now and it’s killing me.
5. I have a twelve pound turkey chillin in the freezer. Matt always loves it when I make a separate Thanksgiving dinner for the two of us. Well this year our T-day plans are TBD, so I went out and got everything for our own Thanksgiving dinner in case we wind up staying home for a quiet day in front of the fire. (Can you tell that’s what I want? Maybe also install a microwave that day? And unclog the bathroom sink?) Well I could have purchased a smaller turkey breast, or even Cornish game hens, but we’re both suckers for dark meat and love to gnaw on a turkey leg, so I got the smallest full bird I could find. Seeing that I’m not really feeling meat right now, we might have leftover turkey in the freezer until the Superbowl. Regardless, my plans for this year’s T-day dinner for two include: Roast turkey and homemade gravy, garlic smashed potatoes, turnips (my favorite!), corn for Matt, homemade dressing, a standard green bean casserole, cranberry sauce, and a loaf of homemade rye bread. And of course a pumpkin pie for dessert. There also may or may not wind up being an entire bowl of strawberries for me to feast on.
6. T-17 days til we bring home our Christmas tree!
7. Luckily Matt found my underwear last night. Things were getting dire.

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