Cheryl Dyson

So, this is like the worst Thanksgiving because I had planned to drive to my mom's but the weather decided to be A COMPLETE AND TOTAL PRICK and dump snow everywhere - it finally stopped here and the roads are mostly clear, but now it's snowing like mad at her place, so I've decided to stay home until the precious rain melts everything.  And I've bought NOTHING for Thanksgiving dinner here so I have two disgruntled children to deal with.  BUT.  BUT.

I check the mail (didn't bother yesterday) and GUESS WHAT WAS THERE???!!!!!!
I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THIS!!!!!


MATTED ANAKIM PIC FROM STELLAMOON AND ALAANA!!!!!!!!!!  YOU GUYS ARE THE MOST AWESOME EVER!!!!!
I can't even.
*stares*
It's hard to tell from the pic, but it's the most perfect green ever and looks just GORGEOUS and I am putting it on my wall (as soon as I can figure out how to stick it there without marring a single SPECK of this loveliness) where I can look at it forever and ever.

*HAPPY SIGH*  
HAPPY THANKSGIVING FOR REALS.

I love you guys.  I AM THANKFUL FOR ALL OF YOU!  WOOT!

Update:  I broke down and went to the store for the turkey and stuffing and pie and ALL THE THINGS.  Cooking like a madwoman now.  Woohoo!  I sort of like that part.  ALSO, the grocery store is FULL OF MEN.  JAM PACKED WITH MEN.  WHAT THE HELL, HOW DID I NOT KNOW THIS?  Most of them are buying beer, but a few were wandering around looking like little lost couples.  *nods*  DYSON APPROVES.  Now I want to write a fic, dammit.