This will be a scarily short post, as I am still recovering from the Thanksgiving Extravaganza. All went well, and despite my inability to cook, everyone proclaimed it a success (which by comparision to the usual nursing home food, is made that much better), although the meat was still mooing after it cooked (Ashley, you’d have been in heaven, me, not so into the raw meat thing).

We had a rousing discussion about colonoscopies, followed by a conversation about hypertension, and by the end of it, I was wondering if my eardrums would commit suicide, OR IF IT WAS JUST ME THAT WANTED TO DIE.

I’m just fucking thankful that it’s now over.