Two Days After Thanksgiving
Nov. 24th, 2001 09:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hkellickTwas Two Days After Thanksgiving
And All Through The House
Not a critter was empty.
Not even Mr. Mouse.
The fridge was stocked with turkey sky high,
With Stuffing and carrots and sweet potato pie.
The residents were groaning, their belts a bit tighter
(except for Howard, who's just a bit lighter)
*****
OK OK, so I don't know how I did it, but the weight readings do not lie! (snigger) and I have actually LOST a pound between the day before thanksgiving and now, and I haven't been to the gym in two days! Well, I guess I chan chill over stress because I didn't go to the gym for a couple days. The weight loss continued.
So, let me tell y'all about Thanksgiving in my house. It started on a bad foot. My brother called at 11:00 (while mom and I were watching Planet of the Apes) to say "I can't get a ride. You need to take me!" and after the many and various calls where Marc did the same thing to grandma who, despite the fact that she doesn't like Marc as he acts now, didn't feel it appropriate for even Marc to not be with family Thanksgiving Night.
So we tell him "we'll meet you at work." (he works at the Olive Garden near the Walden Galleria Mall. It's a bit of a walk away from his house, but it's easy to find and we're comfortable going there (compared to Marc's neighborhood, the roughest neighborhood in all of Buffalo.) Marc whined and wheedled but finally accepted.
Then Marc springs "You guys are gonna come in and see the apartment and the cats, right?" and mom says "Well, we'll see."
Then *I* get pissed.
I was looking forward to the idea that Marc wasn't going to be able to go to dinner with us (did I mention I *DON'T* like him?) but then to make us run down to the Galleria Mall and then to my grandmother's house (Northern Edge of Buffalo, for people liketrillain, dawnstar and phinnia, who have a geographic sense of how we're going out of the way here), but then to stop at his house having picked him up, having had dinner with him and having had to drive him home? No, I don't think so.
So I tell Mom to tell Marc we're NOT GOING IN. She doesn't.
Fight ensues.
Eventually we cool off, but I guess it shows how much NONE of us want to pick Marc up or be a part of this.
4:00 comes and we're JUST about ready to go out the door. We're making sure we have everything and, sure enough, Marc calls. He "missed his bus" and we need to pick him up someplace. Furious, mom gets the place (an intersection of a couple of other big streets.. Walden and.. I forget.) and calls grandma to find out how to get to grandma's house from there.
So we get to the intersection.
Do you think Marc was there waiting? Do ya?
AHAHAHAHAHA!
Of COURSE not!
So I get out of the car and sprint to the corner, spot a plaza he MIGHT be in, we go, look, nope. Finally as we pull out and get ready to give up and just go to grandma's, we spot him, walking towards the spot he said he'd be at, smoking.
Josh gets out, gets his ass in the car and suddenly I am OVERPOWERED by the smell of Marijuana. Marc must have just been smoking some. Grrr!!
So we get to grandma's house. Dinner was good. Who was there, you ask? It was me, mom, Josh, Marc, our great uncle Alan, grandma and grandma's neighbor Laura.
Personally, I couldn't sit still. I didn't want to be in the room with Marc (despite the fact that he was following Josh and I around), but at the same time... that's where the food and comfortables chairs (not the dinner, cheese and crackers and veggies and dip.) were in the other room.
The nice thing was Uncle Alan (he hates it if we call him Great Uncle, so.. whatever.. :) ) noticed the weight loss immediately (yay!) and thought I looked great :)
Dinner went off without a hitch. Tired of hanging around Marc, Josh and I volunteer to go outside in the chlly air and take a nice walk. Marc volunteers to come along (*groan*) and before an argument takes places, grandma cuts us short and more or less says "Marc is going."
Now, the fun starts. Josh, who can't ignore Marc and is furious he can't get AWAY from Marc starts talking shit (You know, stuff like "Your rap sucks." (and it does.) and "We need to cut your beard off" (And we do. His beard looks terrible. ) and Marc talks shit back. Finally, I just give in and go home. Watch half the Everyone Loves Raymond episode and go into the kitchen to talk with mom and grandma and laugh at the fact that my mom, a teacher, can't get any of her biology experiments (like...put a potato in a maze and watch the roots get out into the sunlight.) to work!
Finally, we go home. Luckily, Marc got a ride home from his girlfriend. We were thrilled. Honestly.
Other things happening Thanksgiving Day. Well.. one important one. We got the holiday paper and, of course, everyone is having sales for the day after Thanksgiving. I, personally, wasn't planning on going out at all, ya know? Only madmen go out, right? So my mom shows me the Best Buy add and, suddenly, I'm a madman, because for $150 I can get an HPA Jordana Colour PDA with Windows CE and 16 MB Memory. It seemed like a HELL of a deal, even if it was Windows CE.
So, Friday, after the pictures, our plan is to go to Best Buy (and Best Buy ALONE!) and get this PDA, right? Just remember that!
Friday comes along.
As you may recall (or may not), today is the day we have to get our pictures taken for my father and stepmother. So Josh and I get up early (*groan*) and drive to Dad's house. After the pictures, we'll have a "typicall" Hannukah Dinner (only a couple weeks early!) and get our presents.
So we get up and get to dad's house on time.
He tells us to open our presents now. Especially as he wants us to wear one of them to the pictures. So we do.
I get.. a nice sweater for the picture, a couple of other very nice shirts (one I'll wear, one.. eh, one... never! I'm returning for something better!) and a Car Emergency Kit (THIS present I like.. it has all sorts of goodies.. jumper cables, flashlight, flare, cone, emergency water. Stuff like that. So this is a GOOD GIFT (that I'll hopefully not use much!) ) I put my sweater on and Marc and Aaron (Elaine, my stepmother's son. He's pretty cool.) arrive. We take the family portait.. one of all six of us, one of just Marc, Josh and I (for mom and grandma and anyone else in mom's side of the family) and one of Dad and Elaine and just Aaron (for Aaron's father's side of the family)
Not too painful, if not fun.
We get back home and dad's like 'we'll be serving lunch in an hour."
ERK! We don't really wanna sit around the house with Marc wandering around and making comments and Marc's crappy Israeli (well.. it wasn't necessarily crappy but.. jaunty.. it jumped around from theme to theme. That grated on me. I'm used to gradual changeover like you hear from classical music and even today's rock operas), so Josh was like "Want to go to Media Play so i can get some Playboys??"
Whatever.
So we go. Media Play is, of course, mobbed. But Josh finds two Playboys and $50 Playstation 2 ($5 off because it's The Day After) called 007: Agent Under Fire. (The graphics on this game are SWEET, Man! Much better than Goldeneye. I wonder if the multiplayer mode is akin to Goldeneye, that'd be sweet too!! ) and I go to Circuit City (which is just a two minute walk away, to look at PDAs and see if there's a better deal than that Jordana)
Get back, hang out for another 20 minutes and lunch is served.
Lunch was.. lacking somewhat. Apparently the traditional hannukah meal is potato pancakes, applesauce and some thing with squash and apples. It wasn't particularly filling. So, we sit and talk for another 20 minutes, maybe half an hour (my father is thinking of getting Adelphia Powerlink, the Cable Modem I'm on now) and then leave.
Grandma comes over with even MORE leftovers! We have so much turkey! After we're done, I doubt I'll want turkey again until NEXT thanksgiving! Luckily, turkey is very much on my diet :D
So then we decide to go get the PDA. Remember, One Store.. and we know exactly what we're looking for. We get there and they're all sold out. They sold out in *20 MINUTES* SOB!
He does try to hook me up with a SONY CLIE, but I say I wanna look around a bit more.
We go to Circuit City and CompUSA to see if A) they have that PDA and B) They'll match the price in the ad. Neither one had it (It must have been going out of stock with the new Jordana's, hence the price!), but since I don't wanna drive with the other madmen BACK to Best Buy, we decide to pick at CompUSA. I come out with a very nice Handspring Visor Neo.
And hence, I HAVE A PDA! I HAVE A PDA!
And I need it too! My organization skills are severely lacking and I have my information all over. In my email box, written down in books, on little bits of paper, etc.
That's why I wanted/needed a PDA. Not just because it's EXPECTED in the Engineering Profession, but because I could use the extra organizational boost.
So I'm now looking for all the bits of information I have and need and putting them into the Visor (along with a small selection of fun things.. like a couple of games and a tarot card program.)
But I've got all my homework in there, and email adresses of people at school and my friends. Important birthdays, Holidays etc.
I already feel more organized :)
Get home, take a nap and my oooold friend Todd Fryburger who I haven't seen in a while since he moved down to Pittsburgh for his job is back up for a couple of days. We'll probably get together today and chat and catch up. I've invited him to go see Monsters Inc. with us tonite too, and I think we're going.
The rest of the night I spent playing with my PDA!
Got on the scale today and Lo! I have a new lowest weight and I have LOST WEIGHT over thanksgiving without exercise!
Wheeheeheeheehee! :D :D :D
Well, that's all I can think of. Ciao folksies!
And All Through The House
Not a critter was empty.
Not even Mr. Mouse.
The fridge was stocked with turkey sky high,
With Stuffing and carrots and sweet potato pie.
The residents were groaning, their belts a bit tighter
(except for Howard, who's just a bit lighter)
*****
OK OK, so I don't know how I did it, but the weight readings do not lie! (snigger) and I have actually LOST a pound between the day before thanksgiving and now, and I haven't been to the gym in two days! Well, I guess I chan chill over stress because I didn't go to the gym for a couple days. The weight loss continued.
So, let me tell y'all about Thanksgiving in my house. It started on a bad foot. My brother called at 11:00 (while mom and I were watching Planet of the Apes) to say "I can't get a ride. You need to take me!" and after the many and various calls where Marc did the same thing to grandma who, despite the fact that she doesn't like Marc as he acts now, didn't feel it appropriate for even Marc to not be with family Thanksgiving Night.
So we tell him "we'll meet you at work." (he works at the Olive Garden near the Walden Galleria Mall. It's a bit of a walk away from his house, but it's easy to find and we're comfortable going there (compared to Marc's neighborhood, the roughest neighborhood in all of Buffalo.) Marc whined and wheedled but finally accepted.
Then Marc springs "You guys are gonna come in and see the apartment and the cats, right?" and mom says "Well, we'll see."
Then *I* get pissed.
I was looking forward to the idea that Marc wasn't going to be able to go to dinner with us (did I mention I *DON'T* like him?) but then to make us run down to the Galleria Mall and then to my grandmother's house (Northern Edge of Buffalo, for people like
trillain, dawnstar and phinnia, who have a geographic sense of how we're going out of the way here), but then to stop at his house having picked him up, having had dinner with him and having had to drive him home? No, I don't think so.So I tell Mom to tell Marc we're NOT GOING IN. She doesn't.
Fight ensues.
Eventually we cool off, but I guess it shows how much NONE of us want to pick Marc up or be a part of this.
4:00 comes and we're JUST about ready to go out the door. We're making sure we have everything and, sure enough, Marc calls. He "missed his bus" and we need to pick him up someplace. Furious, mom gets the place (an intersection of a couple of other big streets.. Walden and.. I forget.) and calls grandma to find out how to get to grandma's house from there.
So we get to the intersection.
Do you think Marc was there waiting? Do ya?
AHAHAHAHAHA!
Of COURSE not!
So I get out of the car and sprint to the corner, spot a plaza he MIGHT be in, we go, look, nope. Finally as we pull out and get ready to give up and just go to grandma's, we spot him, walking towards the spot he said he'd be at, smoking.
Josh gets out, gets his ass in the car and suddenly I am OVERPOWERED by the smell of Marijuana. Marc must have just been smoking some. Grrr!!
So we get to grandma's house. Dinner was good. Who was there, you ask? It was me, mom, Josh, Marc, our great uncle Alan, grandma and grandma's neighbor Laura.
Personally, I couldn't sit still. I didn't want to be in the room with Marc (despite the fact that he was following Josh and I around), but at the same time... that's where the food and comfortables chairs (not the dinner, cheese and crackers and veggies and dip.) were in the other room.
The nice thing was Uncle Alan (he hates it if we call him Great Uncle, so.. whatever.. :) ) noticed the weight loss immediately (yay!) and thought I looked great :)
Dinner went off without a hitch. Tired of hanging around Marc, Josh and I volunteer to go outside in the chlly air and take a nice walk. Marc volunteers to come along (*groan*) and before an argument takes places, grandma cuts us short and more or less says "Marc is going."
Now, the fun starts. Josh, who can't ignore Marc and is furious he can't get AWAY from Marc starts talking shit (You know, stuff like "Your rap sucks." (and it does.) and "We need to cut your beard off" (And we do. His beard looks terrible. ) and Marc talks shit back. Finally, I just give in and go home. Watch half the Everyone Loves Raymond episode and go into the kitchen to talk with mom and grandma and laugh at the fact that my mom, a teacher, can't get any of her biology experiments (like...put a potato in a maze and watch the roots get out into the sunlight.) to work!
Finally, we go home. Luckily, Marc got a ride home from his girlfriend. We were thrilled. Honestly.
Other things happening Thanksgiving Day. Well.. one important one. We got the holiday paper and, of course, everyone is having sales for the day after Thanksgiving. I, personally, wasn't planning on going out at all, ya know? Only madmen go out, right? So my mom shows me the Best Buy add and, suddenly, I'm a madman, because for $150 I can get an HPA Jordana Colour PDA with Windows CE and 16 MB Memory. It seemed like a HELL of a deal, even if it was Windows CE.
So, Friday, after the pictures, our plan is to go to Best Buy (and Best Buy ALONE!) and get this PDA, right? Just remember that!
Friday comes along.
As you may recall (or may not), today is the day we have to get our pictures taken for my father and stepmother. So Josh and I get up early (*groan*) and drive to Dad's house. After the pictures, we'll have a "typicall" Hannukah Dinner (only a couple weeks early!) and get our presents.
So we get up and get to dad's house on time.
He tells us to open our presents now. Especially as he wants us to wear one of them to the pictures. So we do.
I get.. a nice sweater for the picture, a couple of other very nice shirts (one I'll wear, one.. eh, one... never! I'm returning for something better!) and a Car Emergency Kit (THIS present I like.. it has all sorts of goodies.. jumper cables, flashlight, flare, cone, emergency water. Stuff like that. So this is a GOOD GIFT (that I'll hopefully not use much!) ) I put my sweater on and Marc and Aaron (Elaine, my stepmother's son. He's pretty cool.) arrive. We take the family portait.. one of all six of us, one of just Marc, Josh and I (for mom and grandma and anyone else in mom's side of the family) and one of Dad and Elaine and just Aaron (for Aaron's father's side of the family)
Not too painful, if not fun.
We get back home and dad's like 'we'll be serving lunch in an hour."
ERK! We don't really wanna sit around the house with Marc wandering around and making comments and Marc's crappy Israeli (well.. it wasn't necessarily crappy but.. jaunty.. it jumped around from theme to theme. That grated on me. I'm used to gradual changeover like you hear from classical music and even today's rock operas), so Josh was like "Want to go to Media Play so i can get some Playboys??"
Whatever.
So we go. Media Play is, of course, mobbed. But Josh finds two Playboys and $50 Playstation 2 ($5 off because it's The Day After) called 007: Agent Under Fire. (The graphics on this game are SWEET, Man! Much better than Goldeneye. I wonder if the multiplayer mode is akin to Goldeneye, that'd be sweet too!! ) and I go to Circuit City (which is just a two minute walk away, to look at PDAs and see if there's a better deal than that Jordana)
Get back, hang out for another 20 minutes and lunch is served.
Lunch was.. lacking somewhat. Apparently the traditional hannukah meal is potato pancakes, applesauce and some thing with squash and apples. It wasn't particularly filling. So, we sit and talk for another 20 minutes, maybe half an hour (my father is thinking of getting Adelphia Powerlink, the Cable Modem I'm on now) and then leave.
Grandma comes over with even MORE leftovers! We have so much turkey! After we're done, I doubt I'll want turkey again until NEXT thanksgiving! Luckily, turkey is very much on my diet :D
So then we decide to go get the PDA. Remember, One Store.. and we know exactly what we're looking for. We get there and they're all sold out. They sold out in *20 MINUTES* SOB!
He does try to hook me up with a SONY CLIE, but I say I wanna look around a bit more.
We go to Circuit City and CompUSA to see if A) they have that PDA and B) They'll match the price in the ad. Neither one had it (It must have been going out of stock with the new Jordana's, hence the price!), but since I don't wanna drive with the other madmen BACK to Best Buy, we decide to pick at CompUSA. I come out with a very nice Handspring Visor Neo.
And hence, I HAVE A PDA! I HAVE A PDA!
And I need it too! My organization skills are severely lacking and I have my information all over. In my email box, written down in books, on little bits of paper, etc.
That's why I wanted/needed a PDA. Not just because it's EXPECTED in the Engineering Profession, but because I could use the extra organizational boost.
So I'm now looking for all the bits of information I have and need and putting them into the Visor (along with a small selection of fun things.. like a couple of games and a tarot card program.)
But I've got all my homework in there, and email adresses of people at school and my friends. Important birthdays, Holidays etc.
I already feel more organized :)
Get home, take a nap and my oooold friend Todd Fryburger who I haven't seen in a while since he moved down to Pittsburgh for his job is back up for a couple of days. We'll probably get together today and chat and catch up. I've invited him to go see Monsters Inc. with us tonite too, and I think we're going.
The rest of the night I spent playing with my PDA!
Got on the scale today and Lo! I have a new lowest weight and I have LOST WEIGHT over thanksgiving without exercise!
Wheeheeheeheehee! :D :D :D
Well, that's all I can think of. Ciao folksies!
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Date: 2001-11-24 06:29 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2001-11-24 07:05 am (UTC)Eh, I think I'll wait.
Anyways, I can always write memos to myself and add them to a livejournal post. One way or another, I'd have to get to my home computer to post it since I didn't get a wireless modem.