this will have to be a play in several acts

too much happened this holiday weekend to cover in one post, so ann and dabney will have to write several installments, perhaps today but most likely today and tomorrow. the first order of business this monday is renewing dabney's driver license, which expired on her birthday, what? almost two weeks ago now?

but you can be certain that a lot of food and wine will be involved in each of them.

and matching pajamas.



and perhaps a few hats.



but no mustaches. NO mustaches.

okay, maybe a few mustaches. because were there is wine, there are mustaches.



thanks to the lovely ashbloem, dabney's parents, and a host of friendly faces (some new, all flushed with a little too much wine), superette played host to a thanksgiving feast complete with turkey, stuffing, mash potatoes, stuffed squash, green bean casserole, asparagus, cranberry sauce, three pumpkin pies, two apple pies, and one pecan pie. the eating marathon began at 1:30 and lasted until 10:00 pm. and that was just the first day.

and the games, oh the games they played. pupil (you remember pupil, don't you?) proved to be a master at most, including balderdash and pic, which is kind of like scrabble on speed. but not cranium, oh no, not cranium. ann, dabney and dabney's mom diane were the masters of that domain.

and there was the traditional watching of home for the holidays, jodie foster's thanksgiving opus. god, ann and dabney. love. that. movie. except that this year - thankfully - diane didn't give birth to a small cow in her heated defense of embarassing parents everywhere.



the only sadness was the absence of girlladyfriend, who has spent the last five? six? thanksgivings with ann, dabney and diane. this year she went to florida instead to spend the holiday with her REAL family. which meant that ann had the take over the really rough task of opening a can of cream of mushroom soup and spreading it in a pan with some green beans and sticking it in the oven, but not before she had to open YET ANOTHER can filled with fried onions to spread on top. and which ALMOST meant there wasn't the traditional thanksgiving argument about whether to stuff the traditional thanksgiving bird with the traditional thanksgiving dressing. thankfully, ashbloem was there to take her place.