- - Friday, November 28, 2003 Dear Lord, we thank you for this troth that we're about to inhale... It's been heaven on earth, being able to have this whole week off work. When you teach, I mean herd preschool-aged kids, your usually A) locating the nearest exit or B) counting down the nano-seconds til your next "school holiday". Thanksgiving was so wonderful this year. I don't know what it was, really. Nothing spectacular. I think it may be because I've had such an amazing year, there's so many things to be thankful for. My mother did the usual, cooked enough turkey-day fest to feed an entire 3rd world country, and the family filed in around the clock for the "hourly feeding". My family is so hilarious during the holiday, mainly the ones that involve a LOT of eating. It's almost comical, a game, if you will to see who will pass out from gluteny first. My father and older cousins will take bite after bite, and glance at each other as if to inquire, "Are you dead yet?". And for God sakes, what is the RUSH? I mean, cooking by this time has taking 3 hours, and all we ask is that we pray over the food, blessing the calories/fat/sugar out of each item. But NO. We're nearly 2 seconds into prayer, and you can already see slabs of meat dangling from mouths, and family members of all shapes, sizes, and digestive rates positioned at the serving table as if they're preparing to "go to the start" of the 1500m. Let me just tell you, my cousins impeded HEAVILY upon the sweet potatoes, and not one DQ called. Pies, brownies, cakes, fudge. And if I wanted to actually fit out of my front door the next morning, I made sure I had a sample size of all. It was pathetic! After consuming turkey to damn near grotesque proportions, I was ready to run the nearest 5K. My family on the other hand, was ready to run to the nearest couch...and stay there. I can't just sit still after eating that much, I don't care if it's - 29 degrees outside, my ass is MOVING. So I took my sister for a walk, without the leash this time. All that's left now is to find a way to use up all this turkey. I've already exhausted the ideas of Turkey burgers, Turkey Jerky, Turkey pot pie, Turkey gumbo, Turkey toothpaste, Turkey-flavored body wash. Cripes. This morning was awesome, left the house for my second home - Starbucks - Equip with my Tall - Double-Shot - Peppermint Mocha Frappacino and a pumpkin scone, I set up my laptop to put the finishing touches on Bridie's site. And for the majority of my visit, I was left in peace. But there's always, without fail, those "people watchers" that come in simply to get a coffee of the day, plant themselves in the optimal position, and proceed to stare down every moving object that enters the door. With my laptop, I've discovered a new pet peeve. It's the computer equivilant of someone reading over your shoulder. Yep, this guy - we'll just call him "Cup 'o Joe" - was curious to what I was plinking away at on the computer, and I could see him out of the corner of my eye, just...watching. I had to sit on my hand to keep from wanting to fling scone crumbs in his eye, and every once in a while gave him the "can I help you?" look. Can I help you...dump that java down your PANTS, is more like it. But, still I'm thankful. If my worries only consist of peeping "Cup o' Joe"s, then I would assume things are right with the world.

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