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?