Well, thats over. Thanksgiving with my family this year. Didnt get to do it last year, so thankful for the chance to do it this year. My potato salad kicked ass, but the real show-stopper was my sister's stuffing and my mom's wonderful pumpkin pies with homemade whipped cream. One thing I will say: my family can fucking cook. I went and gave blood and it made me feel all weak and weird, but that's my charity. It was my Dad's birthday today too, so we all made him a dinner and had my Grandma over. Somehow, my cockatiel Bert has learned Rudolph the Red-nosed reindeer...dont ask how cause I dont know, but its cute. My uncle George is in town with his sons too. His two sons (my cousins) are both super smart and successful and I'm not kidding. My cousin Greg works for GE in Cincinatti and is on the design team for the new F-35 jets, and my other cousin Erich works for NASA in Texas...and so does his wife. Now you can clearly see where all the brains went in my family. Oh well, they were still nervous around my birds. Few people know how to 'relate' to birds, but birds are only comfortable with people that are comfortable with birds. Does that even make sense? Oh well, now I just have to tackle Christmas without Alex. I found a box of our pictures last night and it made me all sad and goopy again. Just 3 more months. I hopefully am going to Lisbon in February, but we will see. Dammit Bert will not shutup and I need to put his ass to bed. It must be a full moon in birdy world cause they are all going nuts.
PS- The most fucked up
website ever...but its really amusing, and it makes me feel good to know that I'm not that bad...