Just recovered from my food coma
Happy (late) Thanksgiving!
Pretty good Thanksgiving, we played TONS of games. Hands and Feet, B.S., Taboo, Catch Phrase, Trivial Pursuit 90s Edition, Trivial Pursuit Pop Culture, and Scene It. There might have been more and some games had repeat performances. We bought “card-playing food” at Trader Joes (chips, chocolate covered peanuts, etc.) and snacked until we almost puked. Come to think of it, the next morning Sara’s sister puked in a pillow case in the car on the way home, so I guess we DID eat until we puked!
The in-laws left early Saturday morning and we didn’t do a THING all day Saturday. Just lounged around and watched T.V. and ate leftover turkey sandwiches (mmmm leftover turkey sandwiches) and didn’t even get out of our P.J.s. This is some much needed vacation.
Dad: “Our cat Rita died.”
Me: “Did she get hit by a car?”
Dad: “No, she got sick. She had a…what do you call it? A protruded asshole.”
Sharon: “John! Say bowel.”
Dad: ”A protruded bowel coming out of her ass. She had one and we took her to the vet and it cost $25 to fix it. Then about a week later she got two more, each bigger than an apple. You could tell she was in a lot of pain. I didn’t want to pay $50 for another operation so I shot her in the back of the head.”
Me: ”You shot her?? With your pistol??”
Dad: ”Yeah. Sharon better hope she never gets hemorrhoids.”