Lazy Thanksgiving. Paid a stack of bills, submitted my resume a few more places. Took a walk in the wind and sun. Oz came over and we made Japanese-style curry with turkey in it. We used Vermont brand curry roux. Still don't know what Vermont has to do with curry. While it cooked, we danced the Okinawan party dance around the kitchen to Asi Asi. And I thought, "Wow! I can dance around. I'm not a paraplegic, I'm not brain damaged. I'm not even hurting very much right now. I'm going to be okay." That's maybe more than I've ever had to be thankful for.
106 words | November 25, 2004 08:49 PM | Miss Trauma