28 Nov 2005
Thanksgiving: A Photo Essay.
I’m out of pocket again today, but here’re some pictures that describe my Thanksgiving:
Cats and dogs fighting.
The table, which I set around 7:30 that morning. It’s important to be prepared.
I told you all I cared about were the desserts.
I reunited with my old friend Tom. And yes, that’s a dollhouse in the background. What?
Photos lost due to forgetting to take them in the first place: my brief freakout when the rolls burned; going to see Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (and telling a girl to “shut up” when she started talking); reading the entire Sunday New York Times without getting up and then taking a two-hour nap; watching 17 hours of Law and Order: Criminal Intent; starting Never Let Me Go.
November 28th, 2005 at 8:40 am
Lulu looks like a hell hound.
November 28th, 2005 at 10:09 am
This “girl”–you didn’t make her cry, did you?
November 28th, 2005 at 11:19 am
She didn’t cry. She turned to her brother or boyfriend or whoever and they both cracked up.
November 28th, 2005 at 11:56 am
I too saw Harry Potter–at a screen on the Oregon coast. I believe it may have been the loggers’/dairy farmers’ first time at the movies, based on the fact that they never shut the hell up. Not once. Dirty Carhartt overalls at the one-screen theater should always be a tipoff.
November 28th, 2005 at 12:31 pm
Dirty Carhartt Overalls…did Sally secretly post a picture of me from Thanksgiving day morning?
Sadly, I am not making this up. It was part of my turkey frying getup.
November 28th, 2005 at 5:30 pm
Look at that dessert sideboard! It’s like a wonderad for Fiestaware and good times.
November 29th, 2005 at 12:48 pm
I’m glad to see you survived Thanksgiving dinner. Your table looks lovely!!