Thanksgiving was... different this year. I woke up at approximately 9:30. I turned on the parade when it came on. It was... sub-par. Oh well. I came downstairs while I thought about how holidays never feel like holidays anymore. Then I looked outside, and I was shocked to see snow on the ground. After that, it felt like a holiday. It made my day. I read the paper, and did weird things I tend to do when I wake up, like putting caramel in between two chocolate bars and cooking them in the microwave, then putting them in the freezer. The result was delicious, however. Then, I took a shower, got dressed, and I could have sworn I heard my mom say something about my cousins coming over. So I began to contemplate that. I was pretty excited. We never have people my age here for any reason on a holiday. Usually, it's only my grandparents and my aunt and uncle. Then I found out that I was hearing things, and the usuals were the only ones who were coming over. I made mashed potatoes, which my dad made me whip because he's difficult, and then we sat down to eat. Adam and I sat next to each other, and my uncle started making racist comments about how the Mexicans are taking his job. So, naturally, I had to quote South Park. This set off Adam, and we both started laughing hysterically. Then he had to go and be an idiot and do things like spit on my face to be funny, and my parents got mad at me for setting him off. Therefore, my mom told my grandmother to pinch me, and told me to leave, but I wasn't finished eating, so I couldn't. So my grandma put me in a headlock and my mom put Adam in a headlock to keep us from molesting each other. And all the while, my uncle was still talking to my pastoral grandfather about Mexicans. At the same time, my four year old cousin Cheyanne was in the kitchen stomping her feet and screaming "I won't eat! I won't!" Then, all of a sudden, amidst all the chaos, Casper says ever so casually, "Bill(my pastoral grandfather), if a person was homosexual, could they still go to church?" My ultra-conservative grandfather said no, and everyone got silent, as Casper said "Well, I don't know if now is the right time to tell you, but... " Yes, that's right. She said it. My mother was in denial, pretending she didn't hear anything, my grandpa was outraged, so naturally, I figured the natural thing to do would be to shout "NO HOMO! NO HOMO!" like I hear the kids say at school. Now, it would be unwise to take anything my grandma(Casper) says seriously. She's almost exactly like Dom. In fact, I might even go so far as to say she's the elderly female version of Dom. So, if indeed she was serious, and she probably wasn't, she'll have changed her mind by tomorrow. But this was still, by far, the most interesting Thanksgiving dinner yet. After that, things got incredibly boring again, so I read a book and did a crossword puzzle. Still, this was definately a good Thanksgiving. Also, on a more positive note, I gained two pounds today! Go gluttony! Happy bday Cliff!