fat and happy
well, i'm not really fat. i'm pretty skinny actually. i had a good thanksgiving, amongst other things. it was just me and my family. i haven't had a dinner like that in a long time. it was actually kind of nice. i put my hair up, and it was still awful. i looked like crap. i stayed in my pajamas all day. i didn't have dress up or look nice. i didn't have to worry about table etiquette. i didn't care if i had my elbows on the table. i didn't care if i stuffed my face. i didn't care. it kinda sucks waiting for dinner. you start getting restless and everything starts to smell good. you just can't stay out of that kitchen. it's so tempting. so impatient. but when you finally sit down to that table you just take a deep breath and sigh. and think 'this is gonna be good.' it was good. and it will be good for the next week. because you know you will have turkey for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for the next couple of days. oh well. ttyl