Dear dear dear. This is supposed to happen to people in books.

Yeah. My dad's pay got radically cut. We knew he had less classes to teach [and be paid for] than last year, but the new check only came yesterday.

And I was worried about getting a new computer. Now I'm worried about finding a job. The local nursery is not accepting apps.
I'm going to stop by Burger King tomorrow and pick up and app. This is easily the most humiliating moment in my life; I have often said [or thought] that I would rather do almost anything than work in fast-food. It's almost a moral thing, for me. But you do what you have to do.

Last night I was engulfed by a bucket of grapes [free donation from dad's school....do they feel pangs of remorse? Je me le doubt. But anyway...] I had to deal with them then and there or they would turn into wine, blech. With a truly Herculean effort, I made a pot of jelly [syrup, more like] and stuck some grapes in the food dehydrator. Baked a pan of apples, and a squash for the pumpkin pie which even now resides in the oven.

Well....here's to Tech Week which Kendra is enduring.....first snow over at Gwyniver's, and her horse chewed a hole in the stable......Ophelia posted about the horrors of curling irons.....good times all round.

I'm off, folks! I love you guys!