It’s Thanksgiving here today in America, which generally means a few things:
- Turkey. A giant bird has been ritually killed, frozen, possibly brined, then cooked again.
- Seriously, more food. Today is about seconds, thirds … fourths? Impressive.
- Football. I guess it’s some game where people throw a ball around and touch #butts.
- Family. It’s that time of year when you make nice around the dinner table, for better or worse.
It’s certainly been one heck of a year in the 365 days since Thanksgiving. Last year, Markus and I joined my side of the family. My sister was just recovering from a recent relapse and things were a bit awkward. My nephew was OBSESSED with Minecraft and cried when he couldn’t defeat some sort of arch spirit or whatever in a cave somewhere … I don’t exactly play, therefore understand, Minecraft. Continue reading