I just got into the mushroom class. I am inordinately excited about this. I <3 mushroom nerdiness. I was feeling sick the other night--you know, like acid stomach. It's that thing where you get over it and BAM you're ravenous. My fella took some of the chanterelles and sauteed them with red sauce and pasta. He thought they should go with white sauce but I disagree, because chanterelles have gravitas. Bawls. In other news, I thought I was going to have an obligation-free FANGSGIVING (tee em) and was even fantasizing about nicking off somewheres like, I don't know...Bisbee...but I will stay and happily make turkey, as now bonafide family (not mine) is coming. My name may even be Delores or Doris. I'm not sure. (We may delightedly be someone's Fangsgivng cover story.) I will get to Bisbee someday for xmas. I have been fantasizing about it for ten years now. No lies. NO LIES.
In related news, except probably not at all, I am going into Franny’s class and speaking about Dia de los Muertos*, which I will likely pronounce like Peggy Hill. Franny and I are making sugar skulls which all the kids will decorate. Should be fun. Or at least skull like.
Paisley Mongoose, if you are still lurking about I am now getting caught up on ANTM, gotdamn you. I was doing so well with my recovery plan, too.
* Corrected!
I can say, without question, that if I were to eat a mushroom of any sort that did not come from the grocery store, I’d spend the next 48 hours clutching my phone in my hand with “9-1-” already dialed and my finger poised over the 1.
And if I happened to, say, cough during that time period, I’d probably throw myself into a full-on panic about my impending death and start sending “Goodbye cruel world” emails to all of my friends..
You win the brave award for today.
Just FYI it’s DIA de los muertos.
Just sayin.
Yeah, yeah, I’m getting there.
Next time please leave your name so I can anonymously correct you somewhere. :D