Thanksgiving

It took a lot, but I managed to pull myself out of my place at about 10:30, after the Will & Grace marathon ended.  Yeah, I still watch that show.  I go through phases, however - sometimes I think it's incredibly funny and sometimes it gets old.

I made it to the folks' place, and we sat and read through the black Friday ads and debated the merits of my mood when I wake up (bad) and the deals at Wal-Mart tomorrow morning.  Pro:  TVs are incredibly cheap.  Pro:  My very very very bad mood would make me able to hip-check anyone who gets in my way.  Con:  Limited quantities.  Con:  Lack of joust.

Momma had already set the table:

We started cooking a while later:

Our menu was lasagna, Yukon Gold potatoes with fresh green beans, real cranberry sauce (go Momma!), stuffing (out of a box, and never ever the wet kind), spring salad, and cranberry bread.

Wanna see?

Dinner was delicious - just enough food to not get overtired or cranky, and Momma let me raid the pantry for cookies, dried apricots, and leftovers.

But four hours was enough time.  By the time I had loaded the car with remnants of my adolescence, an extra Christmas tree, lights, and decorations, we were all starting to snipe at each other.

So I'll put this holiday squarely in the win column.

Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!