So apparently getting horrifically drunk and playing Trivial Pursuits is part of the Thanksgiving tradition. Who knew?
Yeah. He's my hero.
Mal ,'The Train Job'
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
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Jars - Nov 25, 2005 1:26:31 am PST #6574 of 10003
Volans - Nov 25, 2005 3:17:24 am PST #6575 of 10003
move out and draw fire
Hey, that's my family's tradition too! Except my parents split the duties: my mom got drunk and my dad kicked ass at Trivial Pursuit.
Calli - Nov 25, 2005 3:29:40 am PST #6576 of 10003
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Thank you, Cindy!
Thanksgiving went well for me. I went to my parents' place, put up and decorated their Christmas tree, put up some other decorations, cooked the Thanksgiving dinner, did the dishes, went home, collapsed with a shot of scotch, and read fic until my back decided not to hate me.
Now that Mom's off the chemo her hair is starting to come back, and she has the cutest half inch of silver fuzz on her head. Dad has made good on his 30-year-long threat to grow a beard and it acutally looks pretty good on him. My dinner kicked ass--just Thanksgiving day basics (turkey, stuffing, waldorf salad, rolls, pie) but they all turned out pretty well.
Now I'm at work in a nearly empty office. I like the quiet.
Fred Pete - Nov 25, 2005 3:37:38 am PST #6577 of 10003
Ann, that's a ferret.
Now I'm at work in a nearly empty office. I like the quiet.
Me too. Or at least as quiet as it can be with a Robbie Williams CD playing.
Commuter traffic was almost non-existent.
Fred Pete - Nov 25, 2005 4:55:50 am PST #6578 of 10003
Ann, that's a ferret.
Is it Robbie Williams that killed the thread, or easy commuter traffic?
Calli - Nov 25, 2005 5:02:40 am PST #6579 of 10003
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
I think a lot of folks are still in an l-tryp haze. Or shopping. Or enjoying the "sleeping in" function of a day off.
Out of about 20 coworkers, I've seen three in the office today. Eh, one of them is the Editor in Chief, so being seen in the office today by him can't hurt.
§ ita § - Nov 25, 2005 5:06:39 am PST #6580 of 10003
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Apparently l-tryp only knocks you out on an empty, protein-free, stomach. This showed up twice this morning on my blog reading list.
Fred Pete - Nov 25, 2005 5:26:36 am PST #6581 of 10003
Ann, that's a ferret.
There are 3 people from the division here today. Fortunately or un-, one of them is the Assistant Director (my immediate boss), whose office is right across the hall from mine.
Beverly - Nov 25, 2005 5:52:03 am PST #6582 of 10003
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
(sneaks in, head down)
I skipped 2,000 posts. sorry.
Hi. Housema to Deena, Cindy that was a fabulous, wonderful post and I'm just gonna point--well, more of a graceful handwavy gesture, really--at it and you and nod.
Four generations at my MIL's table, and there was not enough left on the turkey carcass to make soup. Everything was delicious, as usual, and she wouldn't let anybody lift a finger to lay the table, clear, or do dishes. So, aside from the guilt, Thanksgiving was lovely.
Missed you all. If there's any direness or joy I need know about, can someone sum up? Thanks.
Laura - Nov 25, 2005 6:07:12 am PST #6583 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.
Beverly! Good to see you.
Direness, Aimee had to spend Thanksgiving Day preparing meals and entertaining guests without being able to use water (no showers or potty) because of a $15000 ring lost down the drain. No not Aimee's ring, she is not so silly.
Joy, reading all the lovely posts of food preparing and gathering plans.
Me. I was Miss Delegation as usual with all the food and table preparation. I left cleanup in other hands. Today I need to pack up leftovers in containers for future treats.