And it moves us all.
So, the end of the world didn't happen. How, expected.
Ya know, I woke up this morning not even knowing what day it was. I then spent half the day watching K-ON! and then realized that it is the 21st. So much for a feeling of impending doom. It may be morbid of me, but ever since I watched The Stand as a young kid, I've been wanting to see, or even be a part of an apocalypse or what not. All the mayhem and chaos, all the fire, it made my little heart flutter. I was a twisted kid. Now I'm just a moody adult. Oh how growing up sucks.
Now that the world has been spared, I must deal with Christmas prep. This year is my attempt to make real eggnog. I have the recipe my Grandma used back in the day. I just learned to pasteurize eggs so I won't have any worry of bacteria and I've got some primo nutmeg. My bro's going to supply the bourbon for the adults at the party. I love holiday food.
NNM
