11-25-2023, 09:41 PM
T-Day was just me & H. First time just us and it was very nice. I cooked the turkey (with my credit card) and it turned out perfectly, like every year. H cooked the sides with no CGI and they were outstanding. We finally stirred for a walk after dinner, our only venture outside. Perfect.
Friday was “Recovery Thanksgiving” for those who were stuck with relatives on regular T-Day that they do not like. Oddly, all fencers except one fellow. 7 peeps, same spread as the day before. People I like, but I am not the most social of yetis.
Saturday was an open house/lunch/ food/drink at the home of very good friends of H’s in Oakland. Many strangers & some children. People were kind and generally interesting, but my Social Bucket had been emptied the night before. I finally got more into the swing of actually talking to people by the end of the evening. The food was outstanding, too.
Now Saturday night and no plans for Sunday. Tonight, just some reading, some gnawing on left-overs. Tomorrow…aside from a long walk in a cold city, no plans.
Friday was “Recovery Thanksgiving” for those who were stuck with relatives on regular T-Day that they do not like. Oddly, all fencers except one fellow. 7 peeps, same spread as the day before. People I like, but I am not the most social of yetis.
Saturday was an open house/lunch/ food/drink at the home of very good friends of H’s in Oakland. Many strangers & some children. People were kind and generally interesting, but my Social Bucket had been emptied the night before. I finally got more into the swing of actually talking to people by the end of the evening. The food was outstanding, too.
Now Saturday night and no plans for Sunday. Tonight, just some reading, some gnawing on left-overs. Tomorrow…aside from a long walk in a cold city, no plans.
In the Tudor Period, Fencing Masters were classified in the Vagrancy Laws along with Actors, Gypsys, Vagabonds, Sturdy Rogues, and the owners of performing bears.