Yep. Didn't even have to be polite to the brother or sil, I got my Thanksgiving Miracle!

Where I tried to be in the same room as my brother for more than a few minutes (we stopped in at my parents' before heading off to the Marcontell clan's for dinner) and had a rage blackout.

Seriously.

I explained to my parents that it's the old matter/antimatter thing.

When I called later to apologize again for blowing my top, my mother sighed and said, "Well, don't think we don't sometimes feel the same exact way."

Then I asked if Santa could bring him a sense of fucking humor for Christmas. "Wouldn't that be nice," said she.

I'm up but about to be not. Had a wonderful Thanksgiving with way too much food (as per usual) and many wonderful friends. Aimee and I did the bulk of the cooking, and we held the feast at our house. There were about 11 of us in all, and we wandered in and out of the house--back patio, front porch, dining room, living room, kitchen--and munched constantly from 11AM until 11PM. The evening cumlinated in a cross-state Halo game between Pete the Adorable Assasin and ND, Miracleman, Sonusexmachina, and a couple of other friends. Good-natured holiday cheer and profanity ensued.

Sonus is crashing here tonight, so he and ND are having one more Halo match before we let the tryptophan do its work.

I hope you all had a wonderful day. Goodnight all.

Ugh, Plei. I hope the rest of the day was okay.

Sounds great, Kristin.

FAY!! I meant to say earlier that I'm sorry that things are rough with your co-worker, but then I napped instead.

Well, he's been a bit glowery today, but just now he was chatty and almost normal-friendly, so I'm hoping that the bug up his ass is gradually expiring. Maybe. Else it's going to be a LONG year.

Meanwhile I have today, with the help of my kids, organised all the sound effects & procussion bits for our play, rewritten scripts with those inserted, printed and highlighted and distributed (despite death of printer) copies to all relevent people (ie 13 kids and 5 teachers) during the lunchbreak between the music lesson and the rehearsal for Rudolf the Red-nosed Reindeer Whoops-A-Daisy Angel.

My kids are still So. Damn. Cute. that I could eat them with a spoon. Or maybe with a side of stuffing and gravy.

So cute. Really. Damn.

In today's installment of Conversations With Ray:

Ray: (scandalised) Miss Fay! [best friend] says I will marry [random girl]!!!!

Me: Gosh! I didn't know you were getting married, Ray. Aren't you a bit young to be settling down?

Ray: No! Not me! I said to [best friend] "if she doesn't marry me, she can marry you!" (Ray is enormously tickled by his own cleverness at hoisting his friend in his own petard. Whatever the hell that phrase means. Anyway, you get the jist - he thinks this is just The Cleverest Riposte Ever. Bless him.)

Me: Gosh! So [best friend]'s getting married?

Ray: (triumphant at having vanquished the match-makers with fiendish cunning) Yes! Not me! I am not getting married!

Oh! Also he was teaching me Chinese. We've been answering the register in Chinese this week (don't ask me if it's Mandarin or Cantonese, 'cause this is a distinction Ray wots not of) - 'Nihau' as our multipurpose 'hello' and, er, something else that means 'good morning'. Which Ray had to keep helpfully re-teaching me every morning.

At the beginning of the play our 8 narrators politely ask mums and dads to turn off their mobile phones. One kid says it in French, one in Thai, three in Gujerati, one in Korean, one in Malaysian (or Arabic - to be decided) and one in English. I had a job on convincing the rest of my class that only the narrators got to play this game, because they were all for telling me how to say 'Please switch off your mobile phones' in Chinese and Japanese too. And indeed did, and I was most impressed, but I had to explain that since they were Dancing Angels they didn't get to do this bit.

Bless. Them.

So. Cute.

Yeah. Overly hectic, as always, but I watched the last two episodes of Dark Angel, so I got my soothing Ackles fix for the day.

When I'm just coming out of a rage state, apparently I talk too fast for the human ear to understand. I was roundly mocked for this by my father and brother in law and sister.

Sigh.

But then I went elsewhere, and ate, and had wine, so that didn't suck.

I'm still up, too. T'giving dinner was bland (we ate at GF's aunt and uncle's). Tomorrow we are putting up our Christmas tree and Saturday GF's parents are coming over to help decorate. I have to get some homework done at some point over the weekend, too.

I somehow ended up on a child actor site and found this, which will be of interest to Jewel Staite fans: [link] I also found out one of my classmates was a child starlet of sorts (she was on the site - weird).

Edited to fix link.

Plei, I'm at a loss to understand how your brother could be a jackass.

Stupid universe.

Plei, I'm at a loss to understand how your brother could be a jackass.

Dude. He's like, if you took all the fandom crazy, and gave it form, then stripped the fan part out. A walking one-man Fandom Wank.

I keep forgetting that Ackles was in Dark Angel.

I think I'm going to get a fake tree this year, but not quite yet. I don't want to give the cats too much time to destroy it.