Thanksgiving weekend photos are up here. Check ’em out, and see if you can spot me in the family pictures! It’s like Where’s Waldo?.
Today I said a very painful goodbye. My four little herb seedlings, which I planted in pots in early fall, died over Thanksgiving weekend. Apparently, they did not appreciate four days with no water. After trying my darndest to revive them to no avail, I let them go into the plant abyss that is our trash can.
In happier news, yesterday I met and had an EXTENSIVE conversation with one of my all-time favorite authors (however, in the name of not sounding like a completely lame and crazy fan, I’ll keep the author anonymous). This person is someone with endless amounts of character and wisdom, and he graciously humored my questions (which, thank God, were not quite so idiotic as “So what did YOU think about Denzel in American Gangster?”). It was a lovely interaction which made my day/week/year. Plus he personally told me that his granddaughter’s name is also Larissa. So we like totally bonded.