‘chucky cheese!! chucky cheese!!’

thanksgiving with my family was awesome. it always is. here’s just a quick glimpse of some of the things i got to see while i was there:

a crooked wig on one family member who didn’t seem to care.

2 rollers in 1 grandmother’s hair…only 2…strategically placed rollers.

a 3 year-old stranger-child who yelled ‘chucky cheese!!’ every time my brother entered the room.

a grown woman, blaming the spilling of punch down my leg on a 1 yr old baby…for SHAME!!!

a ridiculous scene made by my brother and i while my granddad ate ‘chitlins’ in front of us…because we were both grossed out, we acted as if we were throwing up and choking to death…and in effect, almost choked him to death as he laughed at us.

someone (i shall not name names) who was ‘lady’ enough to wait until she was just outside the door of someone’s home before ripping the biggest poot i’ve ever heard by a human lady who clearly had no regard for my life or nasal passages during the act.

a really good high school football game…at least i think it was really good…as it was 37 degrees and windy, i cannot be sure about WHAT my eyes actually saw, because they were frozen & immobile by the end of the game.

…now, it’s almost Christmas…and i can’t wait to see what they show me next.

freakin’ cold.

sometimes, when the heat comes on, i feel myself sigh. sure–the warm air feels nice, because the house is chilly…but my summer’s over. it’s so cold outside at night lately, that i can already smell Christmas-time in the air. every time i’ve felt the cold wind cut through the light jacket i’m stubborn enough to keep wearing, i miss my weekends relaxing in the sun with a book.even.more. but alas, it’s just how it is.
halloween just passed and i officially participated for the first time in years…sure, i dressed as a drunk priest and my mom told me i’m going to hell on scholarship…but dressing up was pretty good fun. besides that, a good friend dressed as a nun and went with me–her reason: she couldn’t let me go to hell alone…you just don’t get any better than that.
fall time, then winter…aaack.  but it’s all okay…i get to wear layers, (which makes working out feel a little less like an emergency) i love wearing scarves, i don’t feel so ridiculous buying uncool non-iced coffee this time of year, and i got new boots…may not be too bad after all, this effin cold weather.