Today has so far been a day of movie quotes, stupid floats, and other family idiocy. The local Turkey Day parade was meh - a Macy's wannabe and epic failure. My mom and I have been trading movie quotes all day, even going so far as to do an entire scene from You've Got Mail this morning. We managed to bugger up my aunt's garbage disposal in the process of preparing dinner, and in this family, that is an awfully big adventure.
We started with just trying the disposal again, figuring the inner workings could straighten everything out. After all, that's what In-Sink-Erators are for, right? Apparently not. The water went everywhere and looked something like watery vomit. So we tried next door looking for a plunger. Great plan, shit execution. The rubber was no spring chicken. My other aunt happened to call, and as she doesn't live too far away the third aunt ran over to grab another better plunger. Glory be, she had one. It worked to a certain extent, but a seal was pretty unattainable. After a few more spewings things seemed to move through. Adventures.
The turkey's cooking. Casseroles are waiting to be popped into the oven. The upstairs is being "organised." We're lamenting the pitiful football performance (why we had any hope is beyond me). Not a bad day, really.
May your day of giving thanks for what you've got be as adventure- and fun-filled as this. After all, it is a holiday.
Peace.
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