Just a brief note, because we’re wrapping up celebrations and I can only hide ‘n type for so long.
Today was our Thanksgiving observed. My folks, Adam’s mom, and my aunt and uncle came over and brought so much food, I’m shocked we found room for the leftovers. We ate turkey and lasagna and vegetables and potatoes and rolls and pie and ice cream and wine, and I’m pretty I’m going to pass out soon, but it was worth it.
Also, I’d like to say that my family is the best and you should definitely have them at your next dinner party. My mom and aunt talked me through the turkey and didn’t make fun of me when I cried for a minute because I didn’t have enough bowls.
“Are you kidding?” my aunt said later, when I apologized. “You don’t have to say you’re sorry for being sad. A couple of times when I was throwing Thanksgiving, I got downright pissy.”
My aunt is the least pissy person I know, so this was very reassuring. I mean, she was a teacher for 20 or 30 years and perpetually sunny, come rain or administrative snafus.
Also, my mom made a pie. It was a good day.