Yesterday I baked, whipped and rolled my apple pie and tiramisu for Dev's dinner all day. We all gathered in his little kitchen that would, making the last-minute preparations before 15 or so of us sat down to a meal of turkey (moist turkey! Good job, Dev), potato salad, Cajun couscous (Me: "I'm thankful for couscous and it's versatility. I mean, you can put it in anything!"), orange beef, stuffing and the rest of the goodness. The table was too small to fit all of us and I was elbow to elbow with Andru and Alex but nevertheless, one of my most favourite things ever. Jon provided us with some entertainment when I paid him $20 (and Tommy and Nam added some pocket change) to drink the leftover gravy. The money and food-hungry person that Jon is... he did it. He says it was worth every penny but I don't think his clogged arteries would agree. And as per usual, we Poker-ed all night and I even managed to finish reading a chapter for and writing one page of my Philosophy paper! Now, that's what I call a productive night.
This was more confirmed for me today when I found out that my highschool French teacher, who was perpetually pregnant when I was still in highschool, died this weekend. I've never really had anyone close to me pass away, so Death has never been so real to me, especially after a death of a teacher from my past is considered to me 'pretty close to home'. A good teacher, at that, really shows me how real Life is, too. I had another teacher, Mrs. Pitt who died, who was terminally ill, and I will always remember her as she was the one who taught me to type with incredible efficiency and speed.
Mme Tyson, however, seemed young and healthy. French may not have been my most favourite subject in highschool (due to my lack of ability to grasp new languages and how I detested oral presentations), but she wasn't a terrible teacher at all. I even remembered when she first got married. She was young and I expect she has young children (because she was pregnant alot) now so I really sympathize for her littluns. Her death was sudden, and on Thanksgiving weekend of all times, so it's a really big shocker to me.