turkey.

it was pretty great.

the parents hunter came to stay in our brand new second bedroom, and i made the pie and the gravy (not piegravy), and mom made stuffing and rolls and cran relish, and chris made the turkey, and we had a good friend and her entertaining daughter over, and it was all in all wonderful. not even the remnants of my chest cold could put a damper on the proceedings.

we took a nice bike ride on friday, too, from the venice peir up the coast to will rogers state park. just a shortie, but a good one. chris went back the next day and did the ride my dad had taken on thursday, from the marina down to hermosa beach. i was inside studying and wishing i'd managed my time well enough to come with. nothing like foucault to make you jones for a bike ride.

the end of the quarter is heating up, but nothing too strenuous is on the immediate horizon. after the crazy tap dance of last year's pressure-filled schedule, i feel like i must be hiding out on a pig farm, being allowed to laze in my own wallow. i promised myself that fall quarter could be a lazy one, and it is, but i'm subtly starting to make plans for more active duty.

this is where i would show you pictures, but i took them with mom's camera. send photos, mama!