Emmett was holding Matilda while I made myself a bagel, and she fell asleep in his arms.

He handed her back to me advising, "You have to hold her in tight to your body like a little bundle of joy. Which she is." And he gave her a delicate kiss. Then in a far more gothic mode he observed (very fondly) "She's like a little bag of skin and flesh."

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.

Ray stories are a whole heap of Bless!

We had Thanksgiving dinner at Dan's aunt's apartment. Just her, her son who is Dan's crazy cousin, and us. Small feast, with spiral-cut ham, scalloped potatoes, baked yams (no marshmallow due to half the company being diabetic, and the other half preferring sweet potatoes with gravy on 'em anyway), whole wheat rolls - and Dan and I brought home-made cranberry sauce made with artificial sweetener, cauliflower, and baby peas. Dan's cousin brought pumpkin pie. We had to work around my schedule, as I was on-call for the group home from 2pm on. So we ate at noon, which was about when the cousin called to say he was just leaving, would be there soon, but go ahead and eat without him. He arrived with the pie just as the rest of us were finishing the main course. Nothing was particularly amazingly spectacular, but it was a pleasant meal, and no one was snotty or ill-mannered.

Today has been the laziest day it has been possible to laze. I wrapped the BigAss (tm) box of chocolates that was my mom's birthday present, signed her pink sparkly card (she likes cards with pastel baby animals, simple verses, and sparkles on them. Pink, lavender and peachy colors are a plus), stuck a candle in her mini chocolate chocolate cake with sprinkles and sang Happy Birthday for her. "I can't cut that cake, it's too cute!" So I grabbed a knife and saved her the angst. Otherwise it would have been preserved in plastic till, oh, July.

My mouse's batt'ries went ded. StY and I sort of rambled around looking for the pack we thought we had here, without luck. So I rogued the batt'ries out of the stereo remote. Not using the stereo right now, anyway. Saves me a trip out into Black Friday. And preserves the lazy.

We have no turkey leftovers, but there are lemon pepper chicken leftovers, and they are mighty tasty.

I need to go create my own turkey leftovers or I'll be depressed all week.

Dude, I can bring some over. M brought a whole bunch over to me (I was too tired to really celebrate - I wandered down to where he was, ooohed and ahhhed at the table set for the entire Italian army when there were only 5 people eating, and then wandered back up to bed), and there is no way in hell I can eat all of it. But it is very nummy.

No leftovers is a wrong, wrong, WRONG thing. So sorry, David!

We just put up mom and dad's Christmas tree. It is *quite* lovely. And now I'm pooped.

I braved the Black Friday crowds in search of a tv. I came into a bit of money recently and I've been debating how I'd use it. Originally I was just going to get a flat screen tube tv and not spend too much. But Circuit City advertised a 20"LCD for really cheap and we went and it was sold out. So then it was a stop at Sam's and finally to Best Buy where I totally splurged and spent more than I planned but I'm the proud new owner of a 27" LCD HDTV. There was a pretty decent rebate and the tv I've been using is a 20" bought from Wal MArt about 10 years ago.

My new tv (which I've nicked named the Giant Overlord) is not hooked up yet becaause I need to get a tv stand from Mom's. Currently I'm using a steamer trunk for a tv stand and the top isn't even so I'm worried the Giant Overlord might turn into Humptey Dumptey.

I braved Black Friday because we had to get cat litter, and the place where we get it is right across the street from Old Navy and Ulta.

We went to ON because Lillian needed socks and the ON baby socks are the best baby socks in the history of ever (and at a buck a pair if you buy 10 pairs, cheap, too). I kind of escaped with money in the bank, just much less of it.

It wouldn't have been so bad, but I managed to find the ONE cropped Pea Coat (AKA, Flattering McWaspwaist) in the whole store in black, and as it was $20 off, I had to have it. (Seriously, I tried on the blue one and set it down sadly, wishing it were black, because it looked that good. I mean, yowsa. But just don't wear navy blue. So I counted myself up $48 plus tax, to find my silver lining. Then I was looking for where they were hiding the t-shirts, and someone had abandoned a black one, in medium [the size that fit me during try on], right on top of a pile of henleys. I took it as a sign from above, and now I own it.)

In conclusion, the above paragraph is basically all for Aimee.

Oh, and Liptini lipstain rules.

As does Ulta.

Thank dog we're a one car family.

We went to ON because Lillian needed socks and the ON baby socks are the best baby socks in the history of ever (and at a buck a pair if you buy 10 pairs, cheap, too).

This is gospel, as far as I'm concerned.

Dude, I can bring some over.

I welcome you with turkey loving arms! Uh...when?

eta: You can hold the baby...