… that new car smell. I’m sure one day soon I will wake up and not be in awe of the fact that this actually happened. But until then, just, wow.
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Thanksgiving is over, and I can finally say enough, already …
1. Pumpkin dessert. M made her beloved (by my family, anyway) pumpkin bar dessert to take with us to my parents’ house, but we left it on the kitchen counter. Consensus among family members dictated that a redo was in order, so she remade it. And I ate it. A lot of it. Including two large pieces topped with a mighty dollop of cool whip at midnight right before going to bed.
2. Carcassonne. I never thought I’d say this, but I don’t want to play any Carc for a few days. I introduced the game to my family, expecting a lukewarm acceptance. Well, turns out they loved it. We played about six games in two days.
3. Board games, in general. We also played three games of Ticket to Ride and a rather roundly disliked match of Cranium.
4. Firewood. As is typical when I visit my parents, I helped my dad fell a tree. He has a wood-burning stove in the basement and the shed. That means he has a need for firewood. In my own house, so do I. So in exchange for a trunkload of firewood, we got to work.
5. The paper thin walls at my parents’ house. Seriously. You can hear everything, everywhere, which makes sleeping in those extra 30 minutes nearly impossible.
6. Breakfast. Yuck. My family hearts a breakfast of soupy-egg casserole.
7. Long walks. How did I get corralled into taking a 45-minute walk in the 40-degree cold immediately after Turkey Dinner? I’d rather fall into the typical post-dinner comatose, thank you very much.
8. Conversations about the bailouts with my family. Simply bizarre.
9. Movies. The process of selecting a movie that might appeal to (mostly women) ranging in age from 12 to 73 produces … wait for it … Baby Mama.
10. Gas. My family knows how to bring it.
But a few highlights exist from this go round …
1. Ping pong. I still got game. And the same paddles my friends and me played with in high school — even the paddle that Dustin stripped of its padding on one side and replaced with a NIN sticker.
2. Pumpkin dessert. I may be sick of it, but there’s a good reason I ate so much.
3. Chloe the dog. She’s an English Springer Spaniel and a constant reminder that I do love dogs, too — especially their eternal energy.
I do love me some Keith. This is hilarious. (Thanks K for the tip.)
P.S. Another plug for Get Your War On while I’m at it.
I was pleasantly surprised on Election Eve to crack open a Magic Hat beer and discover some words of wisdom under the cap:
RAISE HOPES, NOT FEARS
I can drink to that.
Jake posted this link to a large batch Obama photos on Facebook. If you’re looking for a new photo for your desktop, you’ll find it here.
And now I’m doing my patriotic duty by dancing around the house while listening to Huey Lewis and the News.
Please elect these people to the White House! Pretty please, with sugar on top.
Tomorrow night I’m going to have a big ole party. It will hopefully be a raucous celebration, and if so don’t be surprised if I drunk dial you at one in the morning.
Another reason to love The Wire. But where’s Bunk and Senator Davis?
Can’t you just imagine Clay Davis coming in at the end with a nice long, “SHEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTT. You better vote Obama.”
Thanks AmyW for the tip!
