Thanks fuckin' givin'

[unclepeaches]

I can't complain much which makes me wonder what it is I'm supposed to write about. I couldn't talk which kinda sucked, but facial expressions and emphatic gestures worked like a charm. Candice came with her eighteen year old boyfriend (a whole decade younger than her)and he brought a sixteen year old friend and Candice picked up her sister Grace, so there was something like family here for the holidays.

Candice's boy, Enrique is a great cook, he made two home made salsas that nearly helped me speak again. It reminded me of that episode of The Nanny when Fran accidentally had a huge bit of wasabi and it cleared her sinus and she spoke normal for exactly five seconds. That was me. Ma bugged the poor sixteen year old cause he was shy, so she practically held him in a head lock to make him tell her his life story. The Mexican food they made was dinner, so when the turkey and other holiday shit was ready to eat, well hardly anyone ate it. I made good stuffing though.

We watched some movies and ate and they left to go to Enrique's father's place. I was sure to thank Candice for cooking the turkey by toasting her. I raised my glass and said "Here's to you Mrs.Robinson"

Ma smiled, I grinned, Candice glared and the others knew not what happened. Ah, the young.