the bathroom has heated floors.

Thanksgiving is next week?
Why didn't anyone tell me?
I've been daydreaming a little today - work is slow, and i'm a little ancy. So natually, my thoughts drift off to things like planting a church in Spain.

Or flying across the country to see the Pacific Ocean.

Or maybe i'll hop on a plane and go find a cafe in Europe to plop down in for a few weeks.

Or an orphanage in some country where there are babies that desperately need holding.

Or I'll just move somewhere and play music all day long.

I'm itching for an adventure. If you think about it, this really is the longest time i've been somewhere since leaving for college. I mean, I was at St. Mary's for 2.5 years, but always with a new adventure in the summer for a few months to shake things up a bit. But now i'm here. In Beverly. And I love it. But I also get a little ancy sometimes for a new adventure. I wanna just hop on plane, all by myself, and do something.

My solution?
Thanksgiving.
I'm housesitting next week from Wed night until Sun night and they need me to sleep in the house. The house is a mile and a half away from my own house, so it's not anything too terribly adventurous - but I am so looking forward to the change of scene. They have a big comfy couch and a lovely kitchen to cook in, a cute little cat and a quirky old bulldog. Best part: the bathroom has heated floors.
Just in case you missed that:
THE BATHROOM HAS HEATED FLOORS.
I can think of nothing better right now than someone else's big cozy couch, cooking up a storm in someone else's fancy kitchen, and warm toes in the bathroom. Oooh and candles. There should be candles.

Yes, please.

It will be my mini-vacation. And I will embrace it with all that I have.

On the subject of cooking - I made my first meatloaf last night, complete with asparagus and homemade rosemary foccacia bread. Meatloaf you say? What a strange choice.  As wonderful as my parents were at cooking and baking, I think my dad had been scarred enough by casseroles and ham loafs as a child for both of them to stear clear of any comfort food-type dishes that even slightly resemble anything like a meatloaf. So i've always wanted to experiment. I, afterall, don't have anything against meatloaf. In fact, I often enjoy it, I just have never tried making it myself. But I think I did a mighty fine job, if I do say so myself. and the asparagus and fresh bread were a lovely combination. I also bought the makings of my pumpkin crumble cake, but will be saving that for another time. New favorite blog to follow: giveagirlacookie.com - just don't read it when your hungry. I can't be held responsible for the late hours of the night you may stay up baking.

Next on my list of recipes to try: Homemade Chicked Pot Pie.

Dear Mr. Right -
Whoever you are, you will be well fed.