I am all packed, ready to go. The taxi's waiting, well, no, just my truck. I'll be in London before I sleep two more times, that is if I can sleep on the flight over, which I hope to. I will, if you would wish it as well, contact you after I arrive. I'm getting together with 4 friends from the Rocky Horror Show with at University of Nottingham on New Years Eve. Beyond that, I'm staying with the director of the aformentioned horror, and she has not let me in on what we will do after new years besides going to some theatre, which she seems to reserve for when I'm around. I am sure that I will become tiresome, and she'll want to shake me like a summer rug.
After work, Mark and I stopped at the local brewery in Decorah and bought two growlers from Margi. Then to the liquor store across the street for the rest of Rachel's baking needs: tequila, bourbon, and other liquors for our Boozy Baker's New Years Eve Party tomorrow night. Rachel met me for lunch today, consumed in the car, in between her trips for baking and drinking needs.
We worked on some of the baked goods at home, and then went to Mark's house, with the turkey he got from Deco. Rachel spent the afternoon baking it in our oven, and we joined Sarah, Mark, Abe and Tyler for an Indian inspired turkey dinner.