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[blakes_7]

Thanksgiving Day at Cory and Joel's place was fun. (People in attendance: Cory, Joel, Richard, Matthew, John, and me.) My contributions were a classic MidWestern potato casserole, which managed not to kill our Californian cousins (Matthew's surprised comment: "It doesn't taste like death!"). And a cranberry salad - more of a relish-like thing,

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[maluket]

We definitely have bad uncles status. We miss all birthdays, and about 2/3 of Christmases. We probably last sent Christmas presents three years ago. Fortunately, the last time we sent presents, we blew the kids away, so MAYBE we're coasting on that still.

The gifts? For Maria, a pink sleeping bag with and a fairy-tale castle and her name on it, and a pink blow up mattress. For Sam, same thing but in blue and with... what was it Matthew, a train? A truck? And the designs were all sewn-on cloth, not just prints. The bags were hardly rugged camping quality, but they were a smashing success regardless, with the kids having sleep overs at my mom and dad's with them, making forts to sleep in with them, all that kind of thing.

And then we just missed a Christmas. And then we bought a million different kinds of balls from little bouncy ones through soccer balls and the like through giant red balls. And they're still sitting in our house a year later like a badge of shame because we're too lazy to even box them up and take them to the post office. That's some serious lazy.

Oh, and yeah, great food, great apartment (our first time there), and a great time last night.

[blakes_7]

I was thinking that we need a support group for bad uncles. But then I realized that it's called World of Warcraft and City of Heroes.

Seriously, just pack up the balls this year. At least you don't have to go shopping, which I will have to do. One of the problems with being back home during Christmas is that I can't not have presents with me.

Crud.