Apple Juice

Papers, Thanksgiving, freshly pressed apple juice, and death.

There are 2 days, 5 hours, and 11 minutes until Thanksgiving Break.

Before then, I have to write approximately 20 pages of paper. Two different papers, but both are 10-15 pages. So I could potentially write up to 30. But I won’t.

The Hallelujah Chorus just came on my itunes Christmas playlist.

I really want to go to Pret. But it’s in the UK and not the Midwest.  (I just saw that they have some in NYC and one in DC. If I do get to go to NYC for Spring Break, I am going to Pret.)

Actually, I really just want freshly pressed apple juice.  I never really liked apple juice until I had it in the UK. Why? All the apple juice I had there was NOT FROM CONCENTRATE. And they came in handy small bottles. I’ve tried Simply Apple and it’s not the same. Plus it only comes in a huge bottle. I’ve also tried Whole Foods 365 NOT FROM CONCENTRATE Apple juice. And it’s closer, but still not the same or in a huge bottle.

It obviously makes a diference when your juice is pressed the same day you drink it.  And when you’re drinking it in London.

I wish I had a picture of my favorite apple juice from Pret. Or the ones I got from Costa at Heathrow.  I’d also take a juice box of Apple with blackcurrant juice from the Co-operative. If there were a Co-operative store here, I would shop there.

My dog Bailey died on Thursday. I wasn’t there.  Now I simultaneously want to go home more and don’t want to go home. But it’s Thanksgiving. And I need to go home.

Now there are 2 days, 4 hours, and 55 minutes remaining until I can go home for Thanksgiving Break.

I just want some fresh pressed apple juice. Thanks wordpress for having “freshly pressed” slathered all over your website.

Time to go write some papers.

2 days, 4 hours, and 52 minutes now.

 

Author: lakesidegirl

I work in the Children's Department of a Regional Library in the Midwest. I am a Bilingual Children's Library Associate. I lived in Mexico to learn Spanish in 2013/2014. I was an assistant teacher of preschoolers with special needs. I care about a lot of things. I am often called too confident. I love. I learn. I teach. I read. I write. I knit. I travel.

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