Author: robertjames1971

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The Turkey Smells Delicious

The turkey is about to come out of the oven. It smells delicious. The stuffing is about to go into the oven too and the potatoes are boiling and will eventually be mashed.

Thanksgiving is the best, even when it’s not actually celebrated on Thanksgiving. If we can just keep xmas at bay for a little while longer.

Thanksgiving Part Two

The kids and my in-laws are coming over today for a second round of Thanksgiving dinner. Jen and I are going to start cooking in about half an hour (at 7:00am). If Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday, then today is the day that I am talking about when I talk about my favorite holiday, even though it is not technically a holiday.

Based on the previous sentence I should create a new holiday to celebrate run-on sentences. That would be a gas, don’t you think?

We are also going to put up the xmas decorations while we have the kids here. I’m not sure what else we’ll do for our holiday festivities but we’ll think of something.

Happy Thanksgiving, Part Two.

They Fear Change

We had to move some furniture to make room for the xmas tree. The cats were pretty shell-shocked by the whole ordeal. They’ve just started to sort of act like everything is okay, but I think that means that they are going to start fighting a battle royale any second now.

Broken Record

I sound like a broken record here but I need to find the time and energy to go out and shoot photos. I have a new camera to play with and I haven’t used at all yet. What am I waiting for?

Sunday morning? I am going to be busy tomorrow morning, so that’s out. The next day though is Sunday. Maybe? Probably not, but maybe. We’ll see. It’s gettin’ cold out there, kids. If I don’t get out now I won’t be up for it for months.

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Traffic Jam

I got stuck in a traffic jam on a back road in Salem, NH tonight. There was a flock of wild turkeys crossing the street… single file… yeah, we were stopped there for a long time. There were at least 20 of them, but I couldn’t count them because they kept hiding behind the other stopped cars.

The irony of getting stopped by turkeys on the day after Thanksgiving is… dare I say it… delicious?

New Tradition?

My extended family used to do a thing where a bunch of us got together on a weekend near xmas and visited the graves of most of my grandparents. We sarcastically (and a little playfully irreverently) refered to it as The Dead Relatives Tour (DRT for short).

Today, Jen and I visited my parents’ grave in Tewksbury, then visited her grandparents and her aunt’s graves in Methuen. Has a new tradition been born? Could be.

In the old days we all went out to lunch together at a restaurant near the cemetery. Today? We just went home and heated up some leftovers from yesterday’s Thanksgiving for two feast.