The best place to be on Thanksgiving, I discovered, was near the mashed potatoes. There was very little food left. This family can really eat! Since there were 2 bowls of mashed potatoes, I figured no one would really care if I took care of what was left in this bowl. The broccoli casserole behind me? Well, I didn't care for that. It's green.
After dinner, such a strange ritual. I was feeling a bit sleepy and when I wandered into the living room I noticed a bunch of others were sleepy too! They were all just LAYING on the floor! Their eyes were slightly glazed over and there was a hint of groaning. I couldn't understand why until someone asked if we wanted dessert. Then the groaning became louder. I was scared. I didn't know what that meant. But, despite the groaning, they all continued to lay on the floor, across chairs and couches. It was very strange. However, I wanted to be a part of all the action, experience the entire day, so I climbed on top on someone and laid down too. These tender hands kind of patted me and rested on my belly. And I must say, it felt good. Then we played cards in which no photography is allowed. Something about cheating? What's cheating? Cards lasted for hours. If I thought the after dinner groaning was scary, the fights and the yelling while the family played cards was downright frightening! It got very loud, then very quiet, then very loud again. They said they were playing Pinochle. It sounded more like they were playing hockey!
Until next time. Boy, I LIKE Thanksgiving!