There's nothing like a real bed, a real bath, and food that doesn't taste like the dirty pan it was cooked in. I rolled into town yesterday in plenty of time to enjoy sitting on the couch and doing nothing, but not before scheduling my classes for next semester. I am now minoring in music with an undecided major. It was a very hard thing to do, but I believe it had to be done. Now I can focus more on my convoginating. Bring on the chocolate...
Speaking of convoginating, I have a great recipe you all should try.
1/4 cup of water
1/2 cup of half and half
1 packet of Swiss Miss Hot Coccoa Mix
1 tbsp. instant coffee grains
Mix and microwave for 1 minute. Garnish with Redi-whip and ground cinnamon. Yummy!
I'm becoming a bit worried about Thanksgiving. Every year since I can remember my family has gone to my grandmother's house for Thanksgiving, but she hasn't said anything about it yet, which means it might not be happening this year, which means I won't get to see my family until Christmas, unless we don't have Christmas either, in which case I'll probably never see them again except for maybe when one of my cousins gets married or someone dies. Maybe I'll just go to a soup kitchen for Thanksgiving.
I'm looking forward to seeing everyone tonight at the Convoginators Thanksgiving Extravaganza. Someone has to make sure I don't eat too much so that I can actually eat tomorrow. Someone also has to make sure Manteca doesn't eat too much or there won't be enough food for the rest of us. I think it's going to be very interesting to have all the Convoginators in one place. Hopefully they won't have to kick us out too early. That means eRIc and Jeff C. better behave.
See everyone tonight!
seashell
