the abridged version

this last month was a blur.
there were three parties. a bunch of people at our housewarming. it was sweet and nice. there were other parties. halloween at the little mustard. Went to see 'calmer than you are'...
and somewhere in there - it was October 21st around 6:30pm - I burnt my hand. bacon grease. i was cleaning it. had some brilliant idea to turn it on low so i could pour it all into a can. then there was so much smoke - i reached for it - there was splattering, and i pulled the pan onto my hand. the back of it. it was really a blur. bubbled up like fried chicken. white and strange. very un-hand-like. then cold water. and the ER. then morphine and morphine and morphine and dilantin. then percocet and vicadin. so much pain. P loved me even without skin on my hand. even after we went to the trauma one burn center and they cut off all fried edging and told me it would take weeks of growing it back. weeks of physical therapy, weeks of popping the knuckles open, draining the cellular fluid, weeks of looking at the disgusting mauled object dangling at the end of my arm - rebandaging and rebandaging. Pithicus even employed his first aid skills - treated me for shock because i would stupidly try to change the bandages without taking percocet first. Weeks of asking for help.
but it grew back. i have a hand again. skin on fingers. discolored thin skin that pops and blisters - but they say in six months it will be back to some sort of normal. I have to say after having fried chicken hand, then freddy cougar hand, i'm happy to have red-purple delicate hand.
then the election party. maybe i burnt my hand because i knew who was going to win. though having SO MANY people we cared about around us that night was like being in a warmly lit padded room. then the post-election-depression set in. it was a political hopelessness like none i'd ever experienced. it was a punch to the stomach. a sadness that was vague and covered the sky. It was a feeling that remained out their and yes, encroaching, but not yet completely penetrating... Because honestly my life is amazing right now. i'm in love and getting married. i may go to school next fall. so many things to be thrilled about in a horrible time when bush wins and a plague of locusts befalls the holy land. heh.
oh and i found my wedding dress for a hundred bucks on http://www.usedweddingdresses.com/ and it was perfect and simple and easy and cheap! pk helped me with it since my hand was all bandaged - i was pretty pathetic standing there - with my Caucasian fro - bandages, vicadin-ed, trying to get this beautiful satin thing on...

then j and pk moved to new york. they stayed with us for a couple weeks and i had such a great time. totally endeared to j. and completely bonded with pk. i was so very sad to have her leave... their time with us felt TOO SHORT - ending with a great exile party that both pk and i didn't last through...
and Pithicus. He is doubly sad to have his sister leave. He said it feels like we're moving to a new town. It's the first time he's been without family for awhile. and there's nothing i can do. But we'll be in new york soon enough. christmas. and new years.
and now comes turkey day. at my stepmom's. green beans with those crunchy onion things and yams with toasty marshmallows as 'merican as can be.
i think that was my month. good thing i can type again...