Let’s try to keep some posting going on around here. Today let me expound upon another fantastic purchase from the monkeys at ThinkGeek. Again, I’m borrowing content from my main blog because I honestly think this one needs content. So here we go!
First things first: I finally bought this delicious vinyl Star Wars purse from ThinkGeek last week. When it was on sale, I really didn’t have any money and talked myself out of it, but in subsequent weeks I realized just how much I really do need a purse, and not one I was carrying around at the age of 15. So I combined some different offers and got it for $14 off. And I’m very pleased with it. I’m also very pleased to be in the sort of career where I can exhibit such geeky eccentricities (in the event I ever get a real job . . . ). And just because I like it so much, I wanted to share it.
Moving backwardly, on to my other topic: pie for breakfast. This is a tradition going back literally tens of years. I have a fairly distinct vague memory (or a vague distinct memory, depending on the day) of one day-after-Thanksgiving, when I was fairly young, when Mom asked me what I wanted for breakfast, and I was astonished when my joking “Pie!” was answered with a cheerful, “All right.” And so every year since, the morning after Thanksgiving, I’ve had a piece of pumpkin pie for breakfast. Did I mention it has to be pumpkin? No other pie is valid, and though I’ve eaten various pies for breakfast over the years, none of them count.
Thanksgiving evening, as things were winding down and I noticed food being packed up, put away, and distributed, I had the sudden panic that maybe no one was going to keep a piece of pie for me to have in the morning. All the dietary changes around here have resulted in a severe famine of all things dessert-shaped, crusted, wheat-based, so it was a legitimate fear. And then I started thinking along the lines of just how important this is to me; like, I would’ve been really disappointed if I hadn’t noticed where the pie had been put away in the fridge. The last few years, I’ve even foregone eating pumpkin pie on Thanksgiving itself because I would be eating it the next morning.
I wasn’t going to post about Thanksgiving at all except for that piece of pie. Which, by the way, I did enjoy thoroughly the next morning, cold from the fridge, all thick and pumpkiny. Last Thanksgiving was a really wonderful time, and I felt a lot of affection for my family that went along with my general assurance of how good the universe was and how well everything would continue to go. This year I simply didn’t care about the holiday at all, and all I was really interested in was that piece of pie, because it linked me to a simpler and happier time, connecting me with many good Thanksgivings past.
I didn’t and still don’t feel particularly grateful for anything this year, which is why I wasn’t going to post about it. Which isn’t to say I feel some kind of sullen resentment instead; I simply don’t feel anything at all. I feel frustrated, which is a good word, but not much else. I’m planning to spend a great weekend with Michelle in the middle of December, but after everything, I can’t really work myself up to hoping for it. I kind of feel like one more disappointment is going to break the camel’s back. But, I do feel kind of glad I got my pie. And I’m very pleased with my purse, although I couldn’t really afford it. And now I’m watching A New Hope, because I’ve been meaning to do this for weeks.
This is the weapon of a Jedi Knight. Not as clumsy or random as a blaster. A more elegant weapon, for a more civilized age. — Obi-Wan Kenobi
The other great thing I’ve learned about this purse is it can hold a number of library books, plus lunch and other necessities. A great investment.
My absolute only complaint is that the vinyl has worn and cracked at an excessive rate considering the short amount of time I’ve had it, but ThinkGeek shipped me a replacement at no extra cost. I think I just got a dud one. The new one is great. I love this purse.