I can't wait to pig out tomorrow!

I thought you were atheist?!

Just because the early Christians hijacked perfectly good festivals is no reason for the rest of us to ignore them...

Spending Thanksgiving alone this year.

No turkey. All I've eaten today are granola bars, feta cheese and half a pepperoni stick.

And I keep thinking someone is trying to break into mah house. Because it's not Thanksgiving without solitary paranoia.

I fucking hate every fucking holiday there is, was, or ever will be, up to and including 'persianmouse day' (should there ever be one).

Just a lot of colourful foil steamers and saccharine, leering mascots to highlight your utter failure in life.

My parents and I went next door for Thanksgiving with the neighbors, which is becoming something of a tradition.

We had my mom's famous (and highly requested) corn casserole, mashed potatoes, turkey, stuffing, gravy, cranberry and marshmallow "stuff", sweet potatoes...ahhh, it was great. And the pies! Pecan pie, pumpkin pie, and German chocolate cake.

Magnifique!

Happy thanksgiving everyone!!!

Diacanu Go to persianmouse house right now, cute birds do not spend holidays alone, no if or buts do it now.

If you don't my Av will give you a hint of what is coming your way.


(now it's a holiday with the threat of violence)

I actually survived and even enjoyed dinner with my ex wife's family.

I wasn't even going to go, but like I said my kids begged me to come and I was shocked I was even invited. But I still almost backed out at the 11th hour.

I expected it to be a very, very negative experience, but it turned out really nice. My ex-brother in law and his wife were genuinely nice to me, not just there old usual patronizing pretend "nice", smiling through gritted teeth (this was the guy that told my es to "dump that loser"). He even looked at me and said "I have changed a lot." and I wonder if that meant more than just his new looks.

Nobody made any snarky comments - although there was *some* whispering that may have been about me, but and nobody said anything nasty to my face.

And it was awkward when one little 7yo kid blurted out, in front of everyone "My mom used to say we aren't allowed to talk to you uncle Bryce, but now we can!!!" but then he grabbed me and hugged me and everyone giggle it off. (These are really great kids, despite their parents being asses sometimes and not being able to interact without a district attorney involved...)

My ex's grandmother was now so old she didn't even really know who I was, so just treated me like anyone else. And when I was about to leave my ex-sister-in-law told me to please shut of my car (I was warming it up) and stay longer, and then she gave me a hug.

Which is odd because last time we were face to face I pepper sprayed her. (Long story, it was years ago...)

Then they said how great I was with my won kid's 1/2 brother & sister (from her marriage after ours) and how I was practically their dad for all intents and how great I was with kids.

I'm still in shock about that. And when my ex's REAL family gets back from the mirror universe...

But hey, I got turkey and stuffing and gravy and pumpkin pie - and "desert wines" which I had never had (one tasted like Welches grape juice with alcohol, the the other was a nice blueberry flavor...)

But I didn't get to stuff myself as much as I would have liked to - there were 13 kids there and I was one of the few people with parenting experience not busy with something else (can you say "LOUD") so I did a lot of chasing other people's rugrats around.

But Chris (my ex) says she smuggle me out some leftovers tomorrow...it's not really Thanksgiving until I have had a turkey, stuffing and cranberry relish sandwhich on wheat berry bread.

Trust me, it's the bomb.

That sucks.

Just spending Thanksgiving with the ex-in-laws who I usually don't get along with made me realize how much I miss an extended family.

I was a military brat, and I grew up overseas never really meeting my grandparents and aunts and uncles very much. Now most are dead.

I may have to spend X-mas alone. My kids are going to my parents in Florida, and for long complicated reasons I won't go into, I may not be able to go down there with them after all like we had planned.

So I'll probably have a pizza like you and get depressed.

It sucks, I just want you to know you aren't alone.

I've done the holidays (or birthdays) alone thing before myself.

It blows.

It sounds very Jerry Springer or like a bad comedy, but it's true, it happened.

But the state's attorney sorted it out pretty much in my favor.

Family.

I bet there were plenty or fat people on that train.

I had my first Thanksgiving dinner outside. It was so warm I took my plate and sat on the porch. Wonderful!

Well, I wound up in Nassau and we're leaving the airplane here today and airlining back to Miami this afternoon. Both my copilot and I go home tomorrow (he lives in Boise too).

We wound up lounging in the hotel bar last evening, sipping a fruity vodka concoction and watching USC pummel the living shit out of Arizona State on a big screen TV. There was also some nice eye candy staying at the hotel as well, which is always nice.

Not the best T-giving ever, but not the worst by a long stretch.