Ginger, sorry about the carrots. If I were closer I'd bring you something nommy. I like cooked carrots but forget to do that at home. Currently carrots are treats for Jack. I should hijack some of his to cook. But not today. Today is running on the absolute minimum.

Well, sign me on for being pissed off on your account, Ginger.

Suzi, glad you are feeling better.

The four hours of training--broken into two blocks--was actually kind of fun, and my old-school knowledge of our systems was actually relevant. I do know my job! I am relevant! Validation is a nice thing to get on Thanksgiving.

Now if only all the people out in the world decide to just enjoy their post-turkey comas and put off fixing their computers till tomorrow.

I'm in a pancake house, eating a turkey dinner. A traditional Thanksgiving song, "Rio" by Duran Duran, is playing.

Is there a badge for almost making it through dinner before an in-law made a racist remark?

I'm picturing it being a little cartoon character holding its thumb and index finger close together in a gesture that says: So close....

Include me with those pissed on your account Ginger. When hospitals and care facilities suck, they suck mightily.

K-bug and I just got home from dinner. She had made a reservation at a restaurant we hadn't been to before but was advertising a Thanksgiving special. It turned out to be an oyster bar, so we skipped their Thanksgiving turkey dinner and had oysters, shrimp, muscles, and crabcakes. So. Much. Nom. Dessert was a Blondie brownie with salted carmel ice cream...again completely nom-a-licious. Might not have been a classic T-day dinner but we were too happy to care.

Now we are home and I'm trying to recover from the energy expended. So, turkey coma-esque.

Is there a badge for almost making it through dinner before an in-law made a racist remark?

There should be.

I went to a vegetarian restaurant with a friend. The main course was good, but we were not impressed by the dessert--it was billed as a pear tart, but really it was ricotta tart with a few slices of pear on it? However, we came back, are watching west wing, and I have stuffing and green bean casserole cooked, and am waiting on sweet potatoes to cook.

Our Thanksgiving was lovely and free from politics, unlike Nursing Home Thanksgiving, where my mother and I did a brilliant job of somewhat addressing the comment and then casually changing the topic. (The other person said something negative against being a Sanctuary City. I pointed out that if the local cops were concerned with people's immigration status, they wouldn't have time to do anything else...)

Am current watching The Pilgrims from American Experience, and am glad to see that my donors are still in place.