Turkey Day and Such.
well...it's 12:01 now. thanksgiving is officially OVER. holiday season is in full swing.
well. it was good times. we went to my grandparent's in staten island. and only one of my mom's sisters was there...which was good. there's only so many druggie cousins i can take (and one from this family wasn't even there! off...with her 40 year old boyfriend. anways.)
my grandparents. uncle lou (aka funniest man ALIVE - god i love old italian men). aunt madeline. uncle henry. joey. good peeps.
andrew really steps it up a notch during occasions like this. i guess he thrives amongst relatives.
andrew: "there's a greater chance of having a retarded kid after you're 27"
mom: "i had you all after i was 30"
andrew: "thanks for that. i appreciate you taking that kind of a risk"
andrew: "i would definitely marry john scherer. and not like in a gay way, it's just like living with a guy you really like to hang out with, while getting tax breaks"
but um. i obviously just hung out with john. and my mom and i decided he's going to marry his girlfriend. not that i approve. but..um...supposedly she has a 16 year old sister who said, same as i did, that john and natasha have too many facebook pictures together, AND the little sister listens to the same music i do. so i guess i can let this slide.
my grandpa gave me a marine corps jacket AND pride and prejudice
5 hour time differences SUCK
did i mention uncle lou is the coolest? yeeeeah.
i don't really like turkey all that much. but cranberry sauce is the shit.
also the shit: ziti and meatballs as a first course...BEFORE the turkey.
i love the nyc skyline on the drive home.
i was gonna go straight to sleep when i got home. and that was at 11. but now i guess i might as well stay up for conan, eh?
ps. peter is picking his nose
uncle lou: "you can pick your friends, you can pick your nose. but you can't pick your friend's nose"
well. it was good times. we went to my grandparent's in staten island. and only one of my mom's sisters was there...which was good. there's only so many druggie cousins i can take (and one from this family wasn't even there! off...with her 40 year old boyfriend. anways.)
my grandparents. uncle lou (aka funniest man ALIVE - god i love old italian men). aunt madeline. uncle henry. joey. good peeps.
andrew really steps it up a notch during occasions like this. i guess he thrives amongst relatives.
andrew: "there's a greater chance of having a retarded kid after you're 27"
mom: "i had you all after i was 30"
andrew: "thanks for that. i appreciate you taking that kind of a risk"
andrew: "i would definitely marry john scherer. and not like in a gay way, it's just like living with a guy you really like to hang out with, while getting tax breaks"
but um. i obviously just hung out with john. and my mom and i decided he's going to marry his girlfriend. not that i approve. but..um...supposedly she has a 16 year old sister who said, same as i did, that john and natasha have too many facebook pictures together, AND the little sister listens to the same music i do. so i guess i can let this slide.
my grandpa gave me a marine corps jacket AND pride and prejudice
5 hour time differences SUCK
did i mention uncle lou is the coolest? yeeeeah.
i don't really like turkey all that much. but cranberry sauce is the shit.
also the shit: ziti and meatballs as a first course...BEFORE the turkey.
i love the nyc skyline on the drive home.
i was gonna go straight to sleep when i got home. and that was at 11. but now i guess i might as well stay up for conan, eh?
ps. peter is picking his nose
uncle lou: "you can pick your friends, you can pick your nose. but you can't pick your friend's nose"