Drew and I had Thanksgiving dinner with friends one year and they basted the turkey with soy sauce. It was quite good. While the bird looked like it spent too long in a tanning booth, it had a wonderfully crisp coating, very juicy meat, and a delectable flavor. That's how today feels -- I may not look great, I'm definitely feeling a bit singed around the edges, but the insides are in tact and just as lovely as always. (At least I hope they were always lovely!)
By the way, Drew's passport application is complete. I just need one of the documents notarized and we will be able to go to DC next week to make the appeal. Cross your fingers!
Oh, and the soy-basted turkey metaphor above ... it was either that or say that these past couple weeks have felt like playing dodge ball with the devil! Either way, I'm singed around the edges. ;-)
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