speaking of awkward...
Thanksgiving was yesterday and it was so awkward. There were def underlying angry vibes headed my way from mommy dearest. Tried to keep things light but I think I added to the weight...and I'm not talking about stuffing. That later though. Actually, let's do it now. Our feast comprised of french onion soup with a bread and cheese crust and stuffing puffs for starters, followed by the Cornish Hens with stuffing and mashed potatoes sides, and leche flan for dessert. Oh yes, and ice wine. We gotta have the ice wine, oh so delicious.
the night is obviously over
Watched Four Christmases and it drew a few giggles. I can see why it bombed in theaters though.
Oh, before I wrap it up, a quick thought: A friend told me that she saw my bf at Harrah's Pool night before Thanksgiving, also known as drink so you can indulge in the best hangover food the next day night. She mentioned that he was really nice and introduced her to all his friends and that one of his friends bought her a drink. I was really happy he did that but the second thing that popped into my head was...why didn't my bf buy her a drink? Is that bad of me to think that? Whatever...just something that bubbled up in my brain.
So yes, folks, I am really trying to get back on track. Unfortunately, I won't be able to say for certain if I am actually back on track until, let's say, 2 days from now. If I blog for a continuous 3 days, I'd say the mission is complete...so til then...
MISSION: TBA


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