seasonal

Forget Black Friday, the start of "the season" for me is the day that the box of Florida grapefruit shows up on my porch. My dad sends me a box every year, and the last two years he's bought them from a smaller, family grove near where he lives. They are the best I've ever tasted. Really. See the lady in the orange shirt? I met her when I visited last March. She was cutting up tangelo tastes.

This year the rinds are a little thick, which makes me think that maybe I'll candy them. I saw Martha Stewart do this years ago on TV and I've wanted to try ever since, but you know somehow it just doesn't make the top of my list. I'd do orange rind too and get some dark chocolate and make orangette (or naranjitas as I am more likely to think of them).

Christmas is coming eventually. I'm making some stuff. Hanukkah is next week already. Too early. Thanksgiving is gone, but today I felt a little bit thankful to go back to work. Not sure how it happened, but Eva didn't have a proper playmate all of the last three days of the break. By the end of Sunday I had forgotten how to do anything fun. I needed to go to work and Solve Some Problems. My work is fun though. On Wednesday, someone brought in rock band and we rocked out the conference room during lunch. Today I had noontime yoga and it was so good. Problem solving, un-harshed mellow, and a little mental space--all things to be thankful for.