In Our Family, Thanksgiving Lasts for Three Days and You Give Thanks That Your Stomach Held Out
Thursday morning: Slept in.
Thursday afternoon: Baked cake. Cleaned apartment in anticipation of meeting Cousin #1’s boyfriend who would be staying with Cousin #1 and #2 at my apartment. Boyfriend did not end up coming. Clean apartment possibly appreciated by cousins, but information unverified. Forgot to eat lunch.
Thursday night: Helped parents heat up various foods. Ate cake, red bean bun, and bowl of noodles prior to relatives arriving. Relatives arrived. Ate Thanksgiving dinner, including more cake and noodles. Watched cousins fall asleep on couch at 9pm.
Friday morning/afternoon: Cousins and I got up late. Ate breakfast, followed immediately by lunch. Went out to buy ingredients for cheesecake cupcakes. Baked cheesecake cupcakes, ate two each, then left house to meet other relatives for all-you-can-eat buffet.
Friday night: Dying from buffet. Played long game of Monopoly, during which we discovered no one knows the actual rules of Monopoly, accompanied by more snacks and cheesecake cupcakes.
Saturday morning: Got up late. Found out Cousin #2 had used my towel the previous day when she showered. Grossed out. In unrelated note, went to meet relatives for dim sum.
Saturday afternoon: Relatives went home, can finally skip a meal and take a nap instead.
Saturday night: Eating a salad. Oh, blessed greenery. Hmm, maybe I’ll have some cake after…
Posted by: Supersonic Jane | November 28, 2009 | 9:20 pm
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