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It was a good Thanksgiving!

I mean, I pretty much always say that, because I am incredibly ridiculously lucky to have a family I like, and an extended family I like, and even if I don't always have the exact same interests as everyone, they are all cool snarky people and we can find lovely things to talk about.

Especially since Da's side of the family (who we always have Thanksgiving with) runs in two professions: Medicine and Education. So I get to make commiseraty noises with my aunt about being a para, and get job offers from my uncle and discuss the finer points of Dealing With Terrible Children with St. Grandma¹, and it's all really quite wonderful.

I played Settlers, and lost to Da (who is a world champion and made sure to psych us out with that) and Sorry where I came in second to Al's boyfriend (he is awesome and managed to remain surprisingly cool under trial by family) and Scrabble where I came in last², but I maintain that it's only because Alys, who wasn't even playing, kept sending me pictures of birds with arms. And telling me to CONCENTRATE.

There was extremely good pecan pie.

I dunno, mostly I am out of the habit of poking around here, and I was busy having MASSIVE NOSTALGIA earlier, as we watched The Princess Bride tonight. It is the only part of high school I would even vaguely think about repeating.

Also, my father keeps making dad jokes, and it is pretty ridiculously great. After I explained what Poe's Law was, we had this conversation:

Dad: Ah, but do you know what Cole's Law is?
Me: I don't think so...
Dad: It's sortof a shredded lettuce...

YEP!

~Sor
MOOP!


1: So called because A) there was a period of time in which she was responsible for five children under the age of eight while her husband was in 'Nam and her leg was broken and she didn't kill any of them and B) because she managed to stand in front of a candelabra in every single picture from my parents wedding, which gave her a magnificent halo.

2: This is a blatant lie, I'm terrible at Scrabble.