masterofmidgets | Entries tagged with thanksgiving

I have my Yuletide assignment! I am equal parts super excited and terrified - I like the character I was assigned very much, and it's an interesting prompt, but the only way I can think to do it properly requires epic amounts of plot. No putting it off until the last few days before it's due this year. I'm going to try to finish reviewing canon this weekend and have a coherent outline by Monday. It's a good thing I have a lot of free time right now.

All protestations to the contrary, I'm still writing Star Wars porn.

colourofsaying is a very good motivator. And so is the mental image of Luke Skywalker all drunk and awkward in bed. I am having severe inadequacy issues with regard to my knowledge of the EU though.

The next few days (and actually the past several days as well) are going to be devoted to epic amounts of cooking and cleaning and general Thanksgiving prep, because my dad and I are hosting Thanksgiving this year for the family. This weekend we cleaned all the cabinets in the kitchen, cleared the extra electronics out of this living room, and moved all our furniture, and I made corn bread and white bread to use for the stuffing. Tomorrow, I'm making two different kinds of pie and refrigerator rolls, cleaning the bathroom and dusting everything. Meanwhile, my dad will be committing guinea fowl execution. And then on Thursday everyone will be here! Except my uncle and his family, because he and my dad are embroiled in some epic, months-long feud revolving around my uncle being a racist insufferable prick. Too bad I won't see Tiny Cousin, but I can't say I'm sorry about it. And seven people is enough to cook for!

I am full of turkey and warm feelings and two different kinds of pie. I think I can call this a very successful Thanksgiving, all round. I hope those of you who celebrate Thanksgiving had a day similarly rich in food and good people and didn't stab any of your relatives over the stuffing. And those of you who aren't American, I hope you had a good November Thursday!

I am thankful for many things in my life right now, but I am especially thankful for you all. If we are friends IRL or only talk online, if you comment every time or once in a blue moon or only lurk, whatever. I just want you to know that I am so thankful to have this space where I can unreservedly be who I am and share what I love and meet amazing people who will share it with me. You make life 1000x more awesome than it would be.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go enjoy my food coma.

Hey, I'm in Sacramento! I didn't even have to take the train this year. My uncle is doing some contract work for UC Santa Cruz this year, which involves him staying up there for two or three days a week, so he picked me up on his way back and we drove up to Sacramento together. Fun, especially since I don't get to spend that much time with him (I'm closer to my aunt now because we have a lot of interests in common, but we were really close when I was little and used to stay with them in the summer, and I missed that).

Tomorrow I shall be getting up early to go shopping. Cue the ominous string section! At least we're going before Thanksgiving, and not after - not even for my aunt would I brave Black Friday crowds at a department store. But she's really into the idea of getting me set up with a professional wardrobe - clothes that are cute and fit my (extremely low-key) style, but still look businesslike and put-together - for my job-hunting and presumably near-future job-having. She has good taste and isn't as pushy as my other aunt, so this will probably go all right. And I could really use more business clothes than I have, so. To the mall it is!

I have my Yuletide assignment, and omg I am so excited about it. It was definitely not the prompt I was expecting to get, but I think it was the prompt I was secretly hoping to get. I can't wait until I have time to actually start writing on it. In the meantime, I am doing lots of research. And by research, I mean listening to depressing folk music on Youtube. Because nothing says Christmas like alcoholism and scary snake women.

Last night I dreamed that President Obama was speaking at my high school. Not as a formal speaking event - a bunch of us were sitting on the stage in a circle with him, asking him questions. I had my hand raised the whole time, but he never called on me. So after he got up to leave the auditorium, I stalked him and ambushed him outside the door so I could flail about the Lily Ledbetter Act and ask him questions about health care reform and why he wasn't coming out more strongly against the Stupak Amendment. When we finally got to his trailer (he had a trailer, like a movie star), he said he was very impressed with my questions and my persistence/stalking, and offered to sign my jacket. While I was wearing it. Even in my dream I was a little off-put by how incredibly hot I found that part.

Rahmbamarama, you are creeping into my dreams and it scares me.

Hope everyone is having a happy Thanksgiving! Unless you aren't American, and then I hope you are having a happy random day in November that isn't a holiday of gratuitous consumption. We are taking our pie and our rolls and going to some friends of my aunt and uncle's for happy food times.

*keels over*

I have been so busy helping with Thankgiving prep the last few days; I've arranged flowers, assisted in the preperation of turkey, cranberry sauce, and assorted other foodstuffs, made coloring books for the small children, polished a metric fuckton of silver, and set a table for 11, including dessert plates, bread plates, and several kinds of fork. I've also been working on designing a web site, and trying to write and study my Japanese. What happened to my nice quiet break? Oh well.

Anway, since it's Thanksgiving, here's a list of things what I am thankful for.

My family. They may be fucked up and dysfunctional, but I have never doubted that I am loved and supported in whatever I do, and that means a lot to me. I love my parents, and my grandparents, and everyone else in my family so much. And extra love to my aunt and uncle, who make sure that I don't have to spend Thanksgiving by myself even though I can't go home.
My friends. You guys are a bunch of crazy fucking bastards, and I love you for it. Every conversation I have with you all brings a smile to my face, makes me think about new things, makes me wonder what the hell is wrong with us, and just makes my life better. So thanks for that, and I hope I'm a good friend in return.
What I have. I'm not rich - in fact, I'm pretty dirt poor. But I have a roof over my head. I have food (most of the time anyway), and clothes. I have a scholarship that is paying for me to get an education at an incredible school. I have a job that I don't hate. I have enough money in my pocket to do something fun on occasion. And that is way more than a lot of people have, and I try to apprecaite how lucky I am, rather than dwell on what I don't have (and mostly don't need).
My country. I'm grateful that we finally have a president I don't despise and a vice-president I don't think is Satan. I'm grateful that the thought next four years fill me with hope rather than dread. I'm grateful that as a nation we were able to overcome the pettiness and the stupidity and the centuries of racism and elect a man who is intelligent and articulate and /good/ and also African-American.
I'm thankful that I'm here. I'm alive, I'm reasonably happy, I have faith in myself and in the Goddess, I have gotten through what's happened to me already and whatever comes up I'll survive that too, and if it's good stuff, and some of it will be, then yay. But no matter what I know I can keep going.

So Happy Thanksgiving, y'all. Eat yourselves sick tomorrow, watch some inane sports and the parade, and try not to kill your families.

I'm spending thanksgiving with my aunt and uncle, like I did last year. Should be fun - we're doing dinner at their house in Granite Bay, then going to their house in Carmel for the weekend, and at some point my aunt and I are going to a Japanese tea ceremony. Very nifty! And the down-time, not to mention the time to study and work, is sooooooooo very welcome.

On the other hand, I may not be around much - whether or not I will have internet access is a bit up in the air at the moment, what with my WiFi card having spontaneously combusted and all. If I can hook Max into their network, I'll be good to go...if not, I'll be on when and if I can get on my aunt or uncle's computers. Woe. I've been downloading loads of stuff to watch so that I don't go into media withdrawal if I have no internet.

telyanofcelore - I remembered what I wanted to ask you about regarding Supernatural! Posting because I don't want to forget again before I next talk to you. So: in the big season 1 finale thingy, there is a big scene where Dean realizes the demon has possessed his father - because his father said he did a good job and he was proud of him. So the question is: does this say more about the Wincester's truly dysfunctional family dynamic and John's need to treat his sons as part of a combat unit rather than as children (OH GOD THEY ARE SO FUCKED UP), or more about Dean's truly impressive lack of self-worth, and his Elektra Complex, and his obsessive need to sublimate his wants to the needs of the Family ( OH GOD THE BOY HAS SO MANY ISSUES)? Discuss.

Last night was probably the first time since I was a kid that I had a real Thanksgiving, and it was kind of a surreal experience. Not that my family was ever that into it to begin with, but when my parents divorced it just sort of fell apart altogether, and I can't say I was particularly upset about it. I really preferred just hanging out, or going to work at McDonald's with my mom and my grandparents and the nuns. It was nice. But this year I'm at my aunt and uncle's, and we went to some friends' of theirs for dinner - and there were a ton of people, all their kids and grandkids and siblings and friends and whatever, probably 20 people. And it was...it don't know. Nice, but also kind of vaguely sad, because these people were so close and happy and really nice to me but I was still aware that this wasn't /my/ family and I didn't really know any of them. Part of me wishes I had stayed at my dorm for Thanksgiving, but I don't know. Bah. When I am independent grown-up person with my own apartment, I shall spend Thanksgiving with a small group of friends who will be willing to loudly discuss gay porn and Canadian ninjas over pizza. Or by myself. Either one.

While I'm on the topic of family, I was really apprehensive of staying at my aunt and uncle's - I love them, but the last time I stayed with them I was 12, and (obviously) I'm rather a different person, and a lot of really complicated family shit has happened since, and I just wasn't sure whether it was going to be happy family reunion or 4 days of me being lectured about my hair and my tattoo and my failure of a mother and...etc etc. But it's been cool. My uncle was always cool, but my aunt is kind of different from how I remember her - less stuck up, more laid back, maybe. Or maybe I just see things differently now. And they have not yet noticed the tattoo, /thank god./

I finally managed to download the first few episodes of Torchwood, and may I say, fucking awesome shit, that. I mean, it's wacky oddball scifi. And it's set in /Wales/. And they all have /Welsh accents/. And it's brilliant. And it's so so so /gay/. What on earth could possibly match wacky Welsh scifi gay hijinks? Nothing, of course. *is much enamoured already*

Also, I wish Al would get online. I had an odd idea for a Naruto fic involving mirrors and windows and various other reflective surfaces, but for reason I want it to involve flashbacks, and I need her to tell me what they should flashback to.

Random Comment of the Day: My toenails are bright purple...*grins*