Home for Thanksgiving. This gives me a chance to write a bunch of journal posts I've been meaning to. Some of them are backdated so if you really care about me you'll need to look a little deeper than your friends page. A smaller crowd this time for dinner this time. I ran the Feaster Five again as usual. This time my Mom joined us which was fun. Although the snowing was a new twist. It was good to see Missy again. Was my mom's b-day too, and so I gave her Apples to Apples which we all played and Enjoyed. I won.

Not much else to say about the home part of this. I'm happy to say that I'm thankful for what I have. People who care. Great family and parents. Sure we're a bit screwed up, but what wouldn't they give me? I can't say that I am wanting for love, support, encourangement, or even the material things. It may have been cute for queiss, Jessica, and I to have our rich snobby Jewish conversations, but I really do know friends who don't have it as well, so I don't take it for granted.