Have I mentioned yet how much I love Thanksgiving? It’s my favorite holiday. For one reason, because it’s an important holiday to my family. I’m from Massachusetts, and my family all still live there except for a few who are scattered about the New England states, and my ancestry is one of the oldest in American history. My ancestors go back almost to the Mayflower, don’tcha know. So my family has always treated Thanksgiving with more reverence than most others. The second reason is because it involves massive amounts of eating, and not just any food, but comfort food. With abandon. You are basically allowed to eat as much as you want, all day long. And the third reason why I like Thanksgiving is because there are no presents involved. All energy is placed into either traveling to a family destination or cooking enormous piles of comfort food. There is no energy expended towards buying crap that people don’t want, nor is there fake religiosity masking real commercialism. It’s just a day to get together with loved ones, and to eat. Win-win, in my book!

The Handitards are having Thanksgiving together tomorrow, just the four of us. Since we aren’t so much into cooking for 8 hours straight we decided to purchase the Holiday Turkey Dinner for 2 from Whole Foods and then augment it with some extra sides and desserts. This means minimal work on our part, which is always good. First off, though, Ray and Michael are running the Atlanta Half Marathon. The half marathon conveniently ends about 3.5 miles from my house, so since I can’t allow them to run 13 miles and then eat Thanksgiving dinner without running myself, I will run to the finish line, watch them run victoriously across it, and then run home again for a very easy 7 mile run, and even possibly detour a bit just to get up to 10. I feel that a 10 mile run would partly justify the dinner later that day. I’ve already run 6.2 miles today, and on Saturday Ray and I are going to Stone Mountain again to do the 10 mile track. What all this amounts to is less guilt for me, resulting in a wonderful, fabulous, gluttonous holiday.

A wee bit of TV news regarding Prison Break. So we watched what turned out to be what they are calling the “fall finale” last night. Prison Break does this every year, and it is the Most. Irritating. Practice. Of. All. Time. Basically what they do is get you all fired up and anxious until mid-November when they stop production on a cliffhanger until January. So you have to wait about three months until the next new episode. Oh my god, y’all. It’s so mean. It’s like two summer hiatuses in one year. It’s obvious that they do it to build suspense, but in my opinion it’s cruel and inhumane. More so because they usually start back up again when 24 begins its season in January, which means I simply don’t sleep on Monday nights because I’m so freaking wired from the Prison Break – 24 wham bam. It’s so good, and yet so evil. Evil!

Have a happy Thanksgiving, folks! I’ll be back on Monday.