In which I had a Thursday off.
On Thanksgiving I did the following:
Slept in.
Got up.
Hung out with Sue & Blue.
Demonstrated my iThing for my aunt Sue.
Showered.
Got dressed.
Rode to Dave & Reva’s in my bro’s truck.
Ate black olives. A lot of them!
Had a glass of white wine.
Took cell phone pictures.
Ate a couple of deviled eggs.
Filled my plate.
Ate.
Visited with family.
Played with my iThing.
Had more white wine.
Went home.
Charged my iThing.
Napped.
Went bowling with my bro and teh BF.
Bowled a 169 game!
Went to the Blue.
Had two cocktails with my BF.
Went home.
Tried to go to bed.
Got up and had a smoke with my brother.
Went back to bed.
I am of course thankful for my family, my friends, my health, and my job, but mainly I’m thankful for the fact that in the weeks leading up to yesterday I was neither a turkey, a pig, nor a lamb.
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My company is doing an afternoon bowling party instead of the posh holiday party they did last year. What a difference a year makes.
Yeah. I feel all job-security though, because even though we’re not having a proper party I got a present. -m
Sounds like the perfect Thanksgiving. Since we are giving thanks for things, I’ll add: I’m thankful for this here website the creator who imbues it with wit, wisdom, and bentos. Thanks, mush.