Thanksgiving Weekend (finally)

[anagramofbrat]

Thanksgiving day

• Was up at eight to bake loaf 2 of pumpkin bread and to make breakfast before turning into a parade zombie for three hours and then running out the door. Managed to do all of it and my butt was on the couch with a plate of pancakes and a mug of coffee precisely at 9am.
  
  
• Watched the parade. If you read my tweets from the 25th you'll know that I completely FAILED to resist the temptation to livetweet the last 2/3rds of it, but there was so much to squee and snark upon this year.
  
  Two special things of note: This year's Rockette tallies - 1 Asian, 2 Black, and one Latina girl this year, all shoved to the back of formations while the blondes got to be in front. Also I feel the need to mention this guy, his outfit (it looks like the Grinch, Flavor Flav, a Muppet and the NBC peacock had a bastard furbaby), his scary balloons, and the fact that I realized last night that he's the same guy who did this particular $15M statue (not safe for work OR life). *dot dot dot* well, at least he looked both warm and like he was having the time of his life, but I'm still kinda surprised (in a sort of good way) that they let a guy who sold a life size hentai statue of a boy wielding a cum lasso design (creepy cute) balloons for the parade. Either that or Macy's parade committee hasn't figured out how to google yet. Still, oh, Japan.
  
  
• I joined cell23's extended family for Thanksgiving, much to everyone's apparent delight. We met up with the kids there, pictures were taken, whack a mole was played, and I discovered that Kidzilla likes to giggle over silly pictures of her father as much as I and her grandmother do. Dinner at cell23's grandparents was delicious. I failed to weigh in on the Great Stuffing Debate. I liked both of them, sorry boys. The pumpkin bread I brought seemed to be a hit, and there was pie and the carrot cake cell23's mom made for my belated birthday. So NOM NOM NOM. We also had an entertaining round of Apples to Apples which Kidzilla did quite well in despite us playing the grown-up version... this led to some hilariously awkward moments.

Black Friday

Y'all saw the pictures. Fuck your Black Friday.

Saturday

Other than the movie and poop debacle at the end if the night, lol, Saturday was kind of an easygoing, visit-the-other-grandparents kind of day, which we did - we spent a quiet afternoon over at the Geoffroys (and had another Thanksgiving dinner/lunch that couldn't be beat). Shortly after we arrived home The Internet pounded on our door baying for cell23; he later spent a little time hanging with them while me and the kids had movie night (ha ha ha ha ha). After they got put to bed, lysscat pinged me asking if she could escape The Internet's invasion of her house, so she came over and we chilled and bitched and ate leftover pumpkin bread. I need to hang out with her more often. :)

After cell23 came back, Lovebug woke up wanting a glass of water. Not sure what happened then but cell23 ended up bringing him into our room to fall back asleep; I spent the night being adorably snored at and snuggled by both of them. *squee*

Sunday

• Dragged myself out of bed at ass-o'clock for bell rehearsal at 8:45 and got a warm welcome back from everyone. I guess they missed me! We played some kinda expansion on "Hark the Herald Angels Sing" which came out quite nice and I hummed carols on the quick drive home.
  
  
• Which was just as well because LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, TIS THE SEASON FOR ALL DAY CHRISTMAS CAROLS ON THE RADIO.
  
  
• oh my god you guys, so to celebrate (and catch up!) with cell23's, aliwings', and my birthdays, cell23's family treated us to buffet brunch at this place. Yes, go look at the menu, I'll wait.
  
  Done? Yeah. I ate myself SILLY to the point of actually being too full to breathe properly. Don't care it was DELICIOUS. And then there were birthday cards, presents (belated birthday money and the last two books in Scott Pilgrim for the win) and these individual chocolate cakes that were so rich that once we cut up enough to let everyone have a slice there was still a cake and a half that went home with us afterwards. oooof. So yeah that happened.
  
  ALSO SO MANY DUCKS. I should have brought that end of a stale loaf with me. Though I imagine those ducks are fat enough from all the kids feeding them.
  
  
• After taking the kiddos boot shopping with Grandma, cell23 and I drove them home, came back and hung out at deliriumdeva's and renegadethumper's for a bit and watched their cat valiantly try to eat their Christmas tree. We returned to find we had no internet. OH NOES. After doing the usual swearing and router cycling and cable jiggling and checking if the TV still worked (it did) we gave up and tried to piggyback one of the networks in the general vicinity... to find that they weren't connected either. So I wandered over to verbena76's and aersi's to confirm that yes indeed, pretty much everyone we knew had lost their internet. I'm honestly surprised that the outcry of deprived nerds wasn't louder. *shakes fist* COMCAST. Apparently they had a DNS server fail that took out a good chunk of their East Coast customers. O_o Wow. FAIL.

Anyway. That was my weekend. Now I feel all caught up in LJ (publicly, anyway, lol). Time to go catch up in other departments.

Comments

[twirlgrrl.livejournal.com]

LOL @ that guy's parade outfit.

Glad you had a good holiday!

[retsuko.livejournal.com]

Hee! That's Takashi Murakami, and I cannot help but love him despite his weirdo hentai sculpture. (And that's not the only thing he's done, of course.) He's all about satirizing the relationship between cute, commerce, and culture, as far as I can get a read on his work. His happy flowers are kind of mesmerizing when seen in great quantities, and the balloon characters attached to his float are fairly popular in Japan. Hearing Matt Lauer and Meredith Viera try to comment on him, the costume, and the balloons was the highlight of the parade for me. :)

[anagramofbrat.livejournal.com]

yeah, you could kind of hear the "oh crap we can't say 'what the fuck?' on the air." in their voices.