Brrrrrrr

Thanksgiving with the in-laws (thirty-two of us altogether) was mighty loud and mighty amusing. My favorite moment was when our 5-year-old nephew chased his 7-year-old cousin around the house while yelling, "Hey, Will, are ya trying to lose me?" Which was, of course, exactly what Will was trying to do.

I slept for three nights in a bed so uncomfortable and a room so cold that I threw a turtleneck on over my pajamas and almost began to weep. It was the kind of ridiculous situation in which you are forced to keep reminding yourself that there are people who have no bed at all, no bed at all, no bed at all. Same technique I use when coveting a $400 pair of shoes...