My thoughts and prayers go out to people in/from the United States who have to work today, including retail employees, medical professionals, and of course the brave Americans overseas who are sacrificing so much already.
For the rest of us, may Buy Nothing Day bring quality time with good people, engaging activities, and a chance to reflect.
We’re about to see if there’s anything to be done with the ocean of leaves in the front yard. I might bake later. Ondiru’s family is coming over for another Thanksgiving dinner that couldn’t be beat. Looking forward to a lovely day.
ackb:
When i was in 7th grade we had a multi-week assignment in English class to write a series of essays (on a different topic each week) and to turn them in anonymously. We were encouraged to be creative about the media we used. One week I decided to record my essay on a cassette tape*. I knew I couldn’t record my own voice, of course, since my teacher would recognize it, so I asked my dad to record it for me. It was a two or three paragraph essay on my favorite food. I picked my favorite dessert: cherry blossom mold, which is a kind of jello salad with dark cherries. —shut up, it’s fucking delicious— anyway, Dad was reading in this deep theatrical voice and each time he said the name of the dessert he pronounced it like Orson Welles introducing guest to his midnight talk show about threatening desserts:
CHERRRRRRRY [pause for effect]
BLOSSOMMMMMMM [pause for effect]
MOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLD [pause for reaction]
(super heavy on the “mold”) He made it sound like the very last thing on Earth you’d want to actually eat.
That’s cool. More for me.
*a “cassette tape” is a type of audio recording media, popular in the late 1970s and 1980s.
She made this for Thanksgiving. I don’t normally eat jello, but I made an exception. It’s delicious.
