thanksgiving photo essay™

 
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Self-portrait before leaving the house, Thanksgiving morning.


Jenfu gets in the car, all pretty-like.


The bad news is, the car is actually moving when this photo is being taken. The good news is, we're wearing our seat belts!


Here I am, lugging a gigantic bag of cheese to K. and M.'s house.


In the bathroom are vintage Kotex ads, reminding us to avoid "jiggling ourselves up" at that special time of the month. No rope-jumping for us!


"Rub-a-dub-dub, thanks for the grub. Yay, God."

And now, a food interlude.

(Please note: the cat below is not food. We had a vegetarian Thanksgiving involving no cat, and not even any tofurkey, but something bizarre and really good called-- I hope I get it right-- quorn.)


The cat didn't object to participating in the photo essay.


This photo essay would be nothing without the random artistic shots.


Or the weird portraits.


Or a picture of some very orange cheese.

More random artistic shots:

More weird portraits:

 365 days ago (give or take):

"Happy Thanksgiving!"

There was no entry. But I figure that's what I would have said.

 


I'm taking over the sidebar to tell you the only Thanksgiving anecdote I have for you. I had a lovely relaxing morning, purchasing all the cheese in the world and getting coffee and so forth, and then I came back home and watched the dog show. I don't know if any of you guys happened to catch the dog show, but there was the most fantastic Best in Show moment, and I had to share. I wish I had written it down, because I am probably not remembering exactly right, but the gist is there. The commentators were talking about the fluffiness of one of the dogs, and one guy said heartily, "Man, I would give anything to have my own fluffer! Wouldn't you?" The second guy was silent, and I can only imagine what he was thinking. Then the first guy said something like, "You know, to keep me all fluffed up...?" The second guy was like, "Um, yeah. And now, the border collie!" The first guy clearly had no idea what he had just said; it was too funny. My favorite dog was the Old English Sheepdog. Unbelievably cute gigantic ball of fluff. And in other news, I think poodles are deeply ugly.

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