Turkey Day
Travelled to Northern Virginia for some Turkey and time in traction. The Turkey was good, the weekend was super slow. It's like you enter a time warp when you go into an in-law house. For me, it's super slow and boring. When the wife comes to Massachusetts it's like life just sped up and you have to walk fast to keep up. Up there we have a lot of very cold walks (sometimes in the snow) to, in, and around the local wildlife sanctuary. Two very different experiences at each respective in-law home. Both pretty cool.
To cut down on travel expence we flew on Thursday and Monday. That gave us a great start to the holiday because we were completely stress free on the flights. We got to the airport thanks to Matt and had a leisurly walk through security and down to the gate. Even had time for breakfast at Chik-fil-a. Then at Dulles we strolled out with the crowd... simple as that. Then we were in for feasting and button popping meals. All the food was yummy, Julie's mom made my dad's pumpkin pie recipe. It was good, a bit sweet, we'll have to check out the mole-ass ratio.
Friday we never even left the house. Atlanta has thinned the blood. When it was 29 in the morning we said "no thanks" to walking the dog and it was sedentary from there. Muscle car tv for the boys, kitten puzzle for the girls. Does that sound strange? Stereotypical? A little too Americana? Yes, yes and yes. All of the above, plus some. Very funny. Leftover Turkey was good though, and we enjoyed the relaxing effect of the Thanksgiving coma.
Saturday we actually got up and out of the house . . . for a trip to the movies! Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Pretty good except for Dumbledor. His character was too harsh, too confused and played too much like a mere mortal. Other than him, the movie was pretty good. That Harry Potter, he’s a scamp. Saturday night was Poker night. A fun time for some, not so much for others. Dad-in-law and brother-in-law were not having a good time at all. They pushed all their chips in and called it a night pretty quickly. The rest of us played a bit more, but drifted off eventually.
Sunday was another day mostly inside, punctuated by a trip to the very mediocre International Spy Museum. Not very impressive. They mixed their fictional spy stories and gadgets with their real-life exhibits. James Bond’s Astin Martin was right next to a WWII training video. Pretty cheesy stuff all around. Maybe they were shooting for a younger audience.
Traveling Monday was also very easy. No lines, no hassles. Everyone should try setting Thanksgiving break off by a day, it worked great for us.
To cut down on travel expence we flew on Thursday and Monday. That gave us a great start to the holiday because we were completely stress free on the flights. We got to the airport thanks to Matt and had a leisurly walk through security and down to the gate. Even had time for breakfast at Chik-fil-a. Then at Dulles we strolled out with the crowd... simple as that. Then we were in for feasting and button popping meals. All the food was yummy, Julie's mom made my dad's pumpkin pie recipe. It was good, a bit sweet, we'll have to check out the mole-ass ratio.
Friday we never even left the house. Atlanta has thinned the blood. When it was 29 in the morning we said "no thanks" to walking the dog and it was sedentary from there. Muscle car tv for the boys, kitten puzzle for the girls. Does that sound strange? Stereotypical? A little too Americana? Yes, yes and yes. All of the above, plus some. Very funny. Leftover Turkey was good though, and we enjoyed the relaxing effect of the Thanksgiving coma.
Saturday we actually got up and out of the house . . . for a trip to the movies! Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Pretty good except for Dumbledor. His character was too harsh, too confused and played too much like a mere mortal. Other than him, the movie was pretty good. That Harry Potter, he’s a scamp. Saturday night was Poker night. A fun time for some, not so much for others. Dad-in-law and brother-in-law were not having a good time at all. They pushed all their chips in and called it a night pretty quickly. The rest of us played a bit more, but drifted off eventually.
Sunday was another day mostly inside, punctuated by a trip to the very mediocre International Spy Museum. Not very impressive. They mixed their fictional spy stories and gadgets with their real-life exhibits. James Bond’s Astin Martin was right next to a WWII training video. Pretty cheesy stuff all around. Maybe they were shooting for a younger audience.
Traveling Monday was also very easy. No lines, no hassles. Everyone should try setting Thanksgiving break off by a day, it worked great for us.