Today I'm forgetting that I'm a teacher and devoting the whole day to things that to be my only concerns--planning a dinner party, shopping for a dinner party, obsessively preparing for a dinner party. I'm making red chile enchiladas, which I have never had the conejos to try. I know what conejos means, and I prefer to say that. But now that the real experts are so far away, and I am making these for New Yorkers and Philadelphians, I can muster up the courage.
I'm also helping my mom shop for new shoes AND cleaning the whole house! Yippeee! Seriously!
I'll save the panic attack for tomorrow. Deal, neuroses? Deal.
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