Thanksgiving

So my friend breezed through Toronto this weekend and stayed with me. It was so fun. We just giggled, and it was like that; it was breezy. All we did was hang out at my house, chatting, eating, smoking, sipping ginger tea or cafe lattes. She was on her way through to her folks place up north for the Thanksgiving weekend. I made us leek and cheddar pizzas, a super-delicious dinner we'd discovered when she'd let me stay with her for almost a week. I was happy to show off my house, 'cause I love it so much, and hoped she'd get it why I wanted to move back so so quickly. And maybe she'd bring up in future conversations with my mcgill/montreal friends, "yeah, I've seen her place in Toronto. It's pretty cool. I can see why she wanted to move back," or something like that. After pizzas she brought out the big brownies her friend had baked without gluten and we were supposed to let him know if I liked them. They were DELICIOUS. Then some sweet pot in glass pipes and so more giggles, about exes and dates and friendships in flux, about shortcomings and long shots. Wouldn't it be nice to create something and get that delicious satisfaction when you bring it to completion. Something cool, and real, and hey maybe even marketable. Damn, I hadn't thought of that. So satisfying. A sense of completion neither of us may really get with the kind of work we do. Work that's meant to be worked over anyway, even if it turns out totally cool.

Ginger tea. Tidy round. Show off recent purchases, model them or just hold them up. Check out the quality. Nice.

Morning meant lattes on the back porch swatting at a wasp and giggling about pets and house demolitions and the heart-shaped "Mimi" tattoo on the house-painter's arm. Noon departure to carry on homeward, it's hugs and more chat at the car. Nice freakin rental and the glovebox can even keep drinks cold. I wave my friend 'round the corner and run into the house, dodging the first raindrops of the day.

October

I think it's kind of wrong that I can sit out late at night, comfortable in barefeet and t-shirt, and hear crickets and it's warm and rainy.