Thanksgiving and The Plague
Hello all,
Hope everyone had a pleasant Thanksgiving. I did have fun at my mother's house. Noah got along great once he had his little meltdown as he is wont to do when he goes to Lovey's house. Had fun playing with my nephews and the eating of the turkey and the other tasty gubbins, yo.
The only thing I dislike about Thanksgiving is this: communicable diseases. I found out that day that my nephew, Sam, was recovering from the flu aka The Plague. Damn.... and finding this out after I kicked his butt in Battle Ball. Well, my wife got hit first and felt bad all weekend. I didn't start feeling bad until Sunday evening. then, I woke up yesterday with my head feeling that it was trying to forcibly eject my eyes from their sockets. So, I did what any normal, sane person would do.
I called in sick and went back to bed. Noah was up and about, being his little monkey self and causing mayhem and destruction in his little wake. The boy makes more messes than a group of college kids in a dorm room, I swear. After a brief respite, the entire family went to eat at Chili's. Two words: Never Again. The location near our house is perpetually busy, but the service sucked major ass. People were getting seated after us, giving their orders, getting said orders, eating, and then LEAVING... all before we got any of our food. Our waitress was highly inattentive and the place was not that busy. After leaving that god awful place, we went to the dollar store and then to Target for holiday gift ideas and cookie making stuff.
After that, we came home and I napped for a bit. Did some laundry. Played Galactic Civilizations (my newest time suck) and then went to bed early. The End.
Hope everyone had a pleasant Thanksgiving. I did have fun at my mother's house. Noah got along great once he had his little meltdown as he is wont to do when he goes to Lovey's house. Had fun playing with my nephews and the eating of the turkey and the other tasty gubbins, yo.
The only thing I dislike about Thanksgiving is this: communicable diseases. I found out that day that my nephew, Sam, was recovering from the flu aka The Plague. Damn.... and finding this out after I kicked his butt in Battle Ball. Well, my wife got hit first and felt bad all weekend. I didn't start feeling bad until Sunday evening. then, I woke up yesterday with my head feeling that it was trying to forcibly eject my eyes from their sockets. So, I did what any normal, sane person would do.
I called in sick and went back to bed. Noah was up and about, being his little monkey self and causing mayhem and destruction in his little wake. The boy makes more messes than a group of college kids in a dorm room, I swear. After a brief respite, the entire family went to eat at Chili's. Two words: Never Again. The location near our house is perpetually busy, but the service sucked major ass. People were getting seated after us, giving their orders, getting said orders, eating, and then LEAVING... all before we got any of our food. Our waitress was highly inattentive and the place was not that busy. After leaving that god awful place, we went to the dollar store and then to Target for holiday gift ideas and cookie making stuff.
After that, we came home and I napped for a bit. Did some laundry. Played Galactic Civilizations (my newest time suck) and then went to bed early. The End.