the thankful Sunday Currently

C  U  R  R  E  N  T  L  Y  .  .  .  

F E E L I N G 

If Thanksgiving happened and no blogger posted about how thankful they were, would Thanksgiving really have happened? Ponder that for a moment. Obviously, I'm feeling thankful, and the fact that I keep accidentally typing thanksful shows me that I type "thanks" an awful lot.


 Ike watching the dog show | pumpkin caramel pie | Y and our spread
apple cider caramels wrapped up to be gifted | my thoughts on Thanksgiving | blackberry fizz cocktails in my favorite thrifted glasses



I'm thankful for the Thanksgiving spent cooking together, for just the two of us, and the successes that came out of that marathon day of cooking (Y's brined turkey, this yeasted pumpkin bread, the pie above, cranberry satsuma sauce, challah stuffing) and the failures (sorry Joy the Baker, your brussels sprouts and mushroom hash just wasn't doing it for us) that taught us one of Thanksgiving's most important lessons: just stick with regular brussels sprouts, dammit. 

Ike loves car rides but is also terrified of them; here, his terrified face | Y hiking on water
Stuffing your face and then falling asleep by the fire: the perfect friendsgiving


Also thankful for Friendsgiving, Brunchgiving, a quiet Saturday after Thanksgiving hike, the pictures my dad sent from the giant family Thanksgiving I'll hopefully attend next year, and that amazing Iron Bowl conclusion. 

R E A D I N G 


Meg Wolitzer's The Interestings. So far, I'm a big fan.

W R I T I N G 

On the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, I sent a few packages containing my work's magazine, for which I write a lot of the content (which is about all I've been writing lately), and some hand-written notes. The entire day, I kept checking my e-mail for a reply. Oops.

L I S T E N I N G 

My weekend has been filled with the sounds of A Very She & Him Christmas, football and its screaming fans (and sometimes obscenity screaming fans -- thanks LSU student section), the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, and, currently, I'm listening to the United States of Americana on The Current (the best part, as I've said before, about Sunday mornings!)

S M E L L I N G 

There's a nearly empty cup of tea and a satsuma peel in front of me. The smell of tea + citrus peels is one that reminds me of my in-laws' house, as we would sit around the kitchen table drinking tea, talking, and furiously peeling clementine after clementine. 

W I S H I N G + H O P I N G 

At the end of a yoga class I take on Monday nights, the teacher says, verbatim, in the same tone and cadence week after week, "May all beings everywhere be happy and free" and it always makes me giggle (proving something I always knew -- I will never be a true yogi) and for some reason that is the only answer I can think of for this post. 


W E A R I N G 

As soon as I finish typing this post, I'm on my way to help a friend decorate her apartment for Christmas. I'm wearing the closest thing I have to an ugly Christmas sweater: my beloved crazy dog lady sweater.

L O V I N G

Navy blue nail polish. When "Timber" comes on in the middle of a workout class. Satsumas. Peppermint white hot chocolate.  The clean new look I gave my blog a few weekends ago. 


W A N T I N G



I'm so looking forward to day 4 of Thanksgiving food: leftover turkey, cranberry sauce and stuffing, open faced, on a piece of pumpkin bread. 

N E E D I N G 


Probably to stop eating leftover Thanksgiving food. 

(linking up with Lauren at Siddathornton!)