Monday, November 30, 2009

Quick Thanksgiving rundown

I love to eat.

I totally suck at Boggle. Seriously I haven't played in 20 years, and my vocabulary has not improved at all since then.

The most drama we experienced all day is when Henry, our dog, tried to eat the plastic turkey popper timer thingie. There was an all out panic and my grandma and I literally shoved our hands inside his mouth. What ended up working was me prying his mouth open and then tipping him over upside so it would fall out. It reminded me of what you would do in a cartoon situation. And it was awesome.

I accidentally came out as a lesbian to my family.

My grandma tried to give us this:

No, Grandma.

On my father's side of the family, noodles are a really big deal. They are cooked for pretty much every meal-especially Thanksgiving. This is foreign to almost everyone except our family. While we all love this tradition, my Dad and I are obsessed. with. noodles. And we totally tried to start a full on Stuffing Versus Noodles war. Not surprisingly, we were not victorious. But our love of noodles does not wane. We may have lost the battle, but we won't stop fighting the war.

I didn't wear a jacket on Thanksgiving. Then I woke up Friday to this:

We went shopping. While at Dick's, I walked by a display and knocked over a gigantic 12 foot poster of a lady skiing. It was loud and right by the checkout where everyone was standing. I tried to put it back up, but then a nice worker lady came over and did it for me. Then she said, "Don't worry about it. She's a bad skier." Thanks, nice lady.

We saw "The Blind Side". I literally had to hold back tears every 5-7 minutes. Normally that would be an exaggeration. I am not exaggerating. At all. It was lovely. The guy who played Michael Oher was freaking amazing. Plus I heart Sandra Bullock. It's too bad she's so ugly.

When I was a senior in high school, I used to babysit for 3 kids across the street from me. A boy who was 8 and his two little sisters who were 4 and 2. While at the mall Friday, I saw the boy working at a store. He's like 7 feet tall, and I saw him kiss his girlfriend. After some quick math, I figured out he is about 22. Which means he's almost done with college. Which means I'M AN OLD F*CK. Uh oh...he's 5 years older than Taylor Lautner. Ew. I feel dirty. Wait just saw the picture again. Aaaand back to lusting over a 17 year old.

How was everyone's holiday? Did you see any kids you used to babysit for that made you feel old which then threw you into panic about your life and where it's going and how fast it's going there?


Erin Jeannine said...

A kid I used to babysit for just got married, after graduating from the Air Force Academy. I used to put him to bed at 7:00PM and now he is defending our country and MARRIED. Kill me. Wait, you don't need to, because I'm so old I'll probably die of natural causes any day now.

And I love fruit cake.

Johnny Virgil said...

get back to the lesbian thing.

Party Tard said...

Seriously 17 year olds should not be allowed to look like Taylor Lautner. I saw the movie. Twice. And I still have no clue what happened. I would spontaneously black out when he came onto the screen. It was awful, yet amazing at the same time!

Oliver said...

I'm telling you...Sisters separated at birth...Shine also does noodles - they are the very definition of Thanksgiving for her...You two have GOT to get together...I'm pretty sure she's straight but you can still be friends...
(posting as her dog because she can't figure out any other way to do it)

Tracy Lynn said...

Dude, I like stuffing, but I , too, am wholly obsessed with noodles.

And I am older than you, and what I'm saying is, Get used to feeling dirty.

Mojo said...

Sandra Bullock, ugly?? I need to be ugly like that. If I were a lesbian I'd totally have a huge girl crush on her. (But since I'm a guy I just have the regular kind.) Oh wait... that was sarcasm wasn't it... o-o-o-okay. Whew! I was starting to wonder 'bout summa JC's friends.

Speakin' of JC, that's what brought me here in the first place 'caus eI don't normally just kick in the door and put my feet up on the coffee table like this. Ookay, I do, but not this time. See this time I come with a massage... er mESSAGE. Of consequence and import. Well consequence and domestication at least. See today... (*drumroll*) today's JC's special-special day and I wanna celebrate it properlike, so I'm havin' this big old Blog Party at Casa Mojo. Hope you can stop by.

Kimberly said...

The comment about the being a bad skier -- now, thats funny.