turkey-lurkey time!

Everyone says their family rocks at thanksgiving-time (probably to get more presents) but mine really does (and you can keep your presents, especially if you're my brother-in-law, Scott, who likes to give me porcelain crap gifts) (in his defense, I give them as well as (or better) than I get...)

So here's a little photomontage (or filmstrip) of the events of the weekend:

My sister (Priscilla) hosted:
My brother-in-law (Scott) also hosted:
They have this great house in Boston, with beautifully painted trim and walls (courtesy of my sister) and brand new floors (courtesy of Scott). And after a week with my cousin in a railroad apartment, it was kind of exciting to sleep behind a closed door. (I secretly walked around naked for about a minute -- they don't keep the heat up really high, though, so the delight was short-lived)

We ate ourselves into a coma, and then played a card game called Ninety Nine, which devolved into a cheating contest, with me stealing quarters from the "bank" to give to players who were losing. My mother made me do it.

We also, much to the dismay, disgust and utter fascination of the one guest not related to the family (Amanda) perfected the Burp-A-Word game. We started with simple words, like Dirt or Ugly, and progressed to bigger words like Gertrude, Ursula, and eventually, The DaVinci Code. My cousin tells me that if I walk into a bar in my glasses and start burping movie titles, I'll have to beat the men off me with a stick. Since I don't have a stick, I'm not ready to test this theory. I'll warn you well before I get one.

We engaged in some Black Friday Shopping Activities. Like wig-demonstrating:
And Comb-Over Creating (out of the discards of Priscilla's brush)
And then on Saturday, we had to take a picture for the Christmas Card. Recall, if you will, that I have been blessed with two large cold sores on my face. And Priscilla had a zit or two that she didn't want displayed in a Yuletide fashion. So we insisted on the photos being taken from far away. Which only sort of worked.

We took tons, and most of them are good, but these are my favorites:
Two cute sisters

The whole Fam Damily:
Stern Christmas:
And SPOILER ALERT
This is the picture we chose! So if you don't want to see it too soon, don't look!
After the Christmas Card Festivities, we went to a hair salon, in case Brian wanted to cut all his hair off (turns out he didn't):
Then, when we got back, I went out and got myself a stupid haircut, which I affectionately call Mushroom Head:
(the color's off b/c I had to take the picture in the bathroom -- and I forgot to lock the door to the handicap bathroom, and this poor guy barged in on me while I was trying to take a self-portrait. I blame Mushroom Head)

And other than last night (watching football and doing the Sunday Times crossword puzzled balanced atop a Comsopolitan Magazine) and sending Brian off to the airport (sniffle) that's pretty much how I spent Thanksgiving.