We ended up breaking the "rules" for Thanksgiving. All the kids live close by and had the day off. Magnum and I had the day off. Nobody had plans. Come on over, we said. They came over.
I had no turkey, no fixin's. We had Thai takeout. I'm thankful for Khon Thai Restaurant for being open on Thanksgiving. Different Thanksgiving experience, but all good.
And we did get in a bit of a hike. By the time we'd managed to gather, it was a little late in the day, but we snuck in a short hike before darkness and cold. I worked on Friday, had today off, and will work tomorrow. Today was beautiful and Magnum and I did a bit more hiking, longer than Thanksgiving's.
|yes, it's me|
yes, I'm smiling
Plenty of others were out enjoying the trails, but really, we didn't need to mask up much. Plenty of social distance to be had for most of the way. I just was feeling rather apocalyptic at picture time.
Speaking of feasts, we currently have a certified hoarder at our rehab facility. It's weird and a little creepy. He orders bunches of food, but doesn't eat it all. Just stashes the food and - more importantly it seems - the dishes, glassware, utensils, etc. His room isn't that big. Why does he do this?
We've taken to bringing him things in disposable containers, which stresses him out. I can't imagine what his house looks (and smells?) like.
Speaking of strange activity, I went on facebook earlier out of boredom. A friend showed results of googling [his name] and "fantasy outfit". Why? I dunno, that's what goes on over at facebook.
Like a lemming, I tried it, with no intention of posting results to facebook. My results weren't anything special, but then I thought, what if I just google [my name] and "fantasy", forget about the outfit. Let's see what google thinks my fantasy is.
Here's my top hit:
Oh sheesh, yeah that's right. I share my maiden name with a known white supremist terrorist.
Let it be known that this is NOT my fantasy.
What does google think your fantasy is?