Straightnin' the Curves, Flattenin' the Hills

So, yeah. Thanksgiving was pretty okay this year. The girls got to get all up close and personal with their younger cousins. My aunt tried just one more time before we left to get us to stay. Since it was snowing pretty hard for a while before we left, she suggested that we just stay and not have to drive in the dark, with the deer jumping out, and she would get a fire going in the fireplace. It did sound kind of nice, except for the part where we didn't go home.

The food was very good and my nephew Sam even put in his bigger teeth in order to be able to eat more of it. Before we were getting ready to leave, I got a call from my friend J. who wanted to know where the hell my XBox and Guitar Hero were. I'm absolutely sure he also really wanted to see me too, but just forgot to say that. Don't you think?

The ride home was a little more stressful. This was all I could see out my windshield. Like Coadster said, it was kind of like the scenes in Star Wars where they're flying and the stars are all coming at you. It stopped by the time we got to Brighton and we were fine the rest of the way.

After we got back, Stinky and I went to K. and J.'s house and we all played Guitar Hero - even my friend K. I think she was a little hesitant at first, but then figured it out and by the time we left, J. was joking that he was going to come home some night and find that K. had purchased a gaming system and was obsessively playing Guitar Hero in their living room. J. also thought it was really funny to take pictures of us playing. Especially me, since I'm such a spaz and I look like a total dork when I'm on it. I'll be sure to post some of those if any of them are particularly funny.