Having An Awesome Family Is Awesome

For Thanksgiving I woke up this morning at 10 and after going through my usual morning routine of showering, eating Eggos, watching the Macy's parade, and playing Rock Band (in which I unwittingly committed the irony of playing Megaeth's Good Morning/Black Friday) I loaded in the car with my parents to go to Talequah for Thanksgiving with the family.

After taking the "slow stupid" route to get there we arrived to a house filled with relatives I couldn't identify my relationship to if there were a million dollars and a brand new llama as a reward. We showed up a little later than we intended and as a result we arrived just before we dug into The Feast.

As we sank into delicious turkey and ham and green beans and corn and mashed potatos and bread we all sat around a table, as one might expect. Seated was my (I think) aunt-in-law once removed (or something) Dorothy, her brother Bill, his daughter Olivia (20?), Dorothy's daughter Christin (Chris for short), her husband Scott, their son Westley (~25?) and daughter Amber (~23?), my somethingorother JR (~25?), Dorothy's son Michael, his new wife Michella, and everyones children, all about 1-3 years old.

After we ate and the Cowboys beat the Raiders (including a play where two Raiders players slammed into each other in an attempt to catch a ball in a hilarious baseball outfielder style), Olivia, JR, my parents, Michael, and myself all discussed college pranks to play and the fact that people straddle brooms and play "real" Quiddich and the idea that hijacking the crane building the new band hall by a soccer field at TU to make it more realistic.

After this highly entertaining discussion wound down, most people quickly vanished leaving only Dorothy, Bill, Olivia, Michael, Michella (who left shortly thereafter), Chris, Scott, my folks, and me at a feels-like-9-o'clock-but-it's-really-only-7-o'clock. At this point Scott got out a game "Hunting, Fishing, and Camping Trivia" which was little more than a Trivial Pursuit knock-off that had (horrible) questions in relation to those topics. The five categories were "Camping", "Big Game", "Fishing", "Small Game", and "Weaponry", all having questions ranging from the stupidly easy "What is a big mouth buffalo? A buffalo, an ugly person, or a big mouthed fish?" for fishing to ridiculous questions like, "How many teeth does a jack rabbit have?". Overall, regardless of the wacky questions (including a massive amount of boating and boat related questions in the "camping" category) it was an uproarious great time filled with horrible innuendos and sexual puns that had the whole family (what was left of us) in stitches until we all parted ways at a little past midnight.


Also of note: There was this really awesome "toy" "hourglass" "thingy" that Dorothy got from some drug company that was basically a small tube with two chambers like an hourglass (except in a cylinder that was smooth, not hourglass shaped at all) with a small hole in between them and one chamber was filled with a liquid with a viscosity of thick, cold-snot (as in the type of snot you have when you have a cold). It was fascinating to flip it over and watch as the liquid would slowly ooze into the lower chamber while an air bubble made its way from the lower chamber, through the goop falling in, and broke the surface in the upper chamber, quickly inciting a rush of glop to pour in before slowing to a crawl again while the next air bubble started up. It was an awesome "toy" "thingy" and I really want one to just watch for hours upon hours upon hours on end...