Alive, really

Yeah, I am still around. Thanksgiving was oddly nice. I was so worried. Aunt Helen invited us to her house. Surrounded by family, everything went well. Yes, I spent most of the time thinking of my dad and deep frying turkey and Thanksgivings past but it wasn’t awful or gut wrenching.

Hopefully we will spend Christmas in Chicago with Sharon and her family. Finger’s crossed it’ll happen.

In other news, I went to the Philadelphia Winter Beer Festival on Saturday. Apparently beerfests happen ALL YEAR ROUND! I brought Big E with me… I think that’s how I will refer to him. Big E. Although I realized he’s not 6’7 as previously reported. I think he’s 6’4 or 6’5. He does have the longest, most loveliest, silky blond hair and mutton-chop sideburns I’ve ever seen. Lisa approves of him so all is well. I think it’s perfectly okay to report these facts since Big E does not own a computer or an email address. I find his lack of technology extremely attractive.

As soon as Big E left my side, the girls descended upon me! “Donna! How old is he?”
“18”
“He is not 18! What is his age?!?!”
“He’s 34”
“He looks so much younger.”
“Wait, younger than 34 or younger than ME!?!”
“Oh, yeah, 34. Yeah. 34.”

I am feeling pretty happy right now. Despite the fact that I apparently look like I am dating a kid. 🙂