Which is exactly what I have NOT been doing since leaving for a funeral.  I like my very own computer, and my very own space, and a very empty house, and very good songs in my ears.  I've been 0 for 4.

When did I turn into the person who "prepares" the turkey?  Thanksgiving was great, and my orange-apple-sprite-clove-onion-turkey turned out de-lish.  Apple pie was also gone in seconds. 

Black Friday was much too fun.  And I converted a non-believer.  Together, with our daughters, we schooled Kohls.  They're still going over the numbers trying to figure out why their A.F. store lost so much money.  Um, it was me, it was me, I did it.  And all in a very legal manner.

After our 3am to 11am shopping spree, I don't remember much except for being in bed and having Brendan check on me every so often.  He's such a good guy. 

Then of course Rivalry Saturday came.  I'm talking college football.  BYU vs. Utah.  Blue vs. Red  Right vs. Wrong.  Just kiddin, I know lots of good Ute fans.  It was all the rivalry is cracked up to be.  Down to the wire.  Brendan was at the game with his dad and I was in front of the tv, texting him about the replays and which way I thought the calls were going to go.  Glad to report that I was 100%.

Now I have to re-introduce myself to my characters.  Spend some mental time in the 15th century.  And be twelve again.