Americans are wonderful people — except at movie theatres!
We did not want for food for a single second yesterday! Karl invited us over to his grandparents for lunch, where we ate our share of a giant turkey and then played Mafia with their family (with varying degrees of success). Then as soon as we left there, we headed over to the Erndt’s to take them up on their invite for turkey dinner. After which we (Jeremy, his dad and I — the girls couldn’t be convinced) sang karoakee in their professional sound studio downstairs, ending with a rousing rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody, and then headed to the movies to see Casino Royale.
The movie was fantastic, the other theatre-goers mostly retarded. A gangsta looking group sat directly behind us and talked non-stop all the way through the movie, while similarily ignorant people ran up and down the aisles yelling to each other. Not once did an usher ask them to be quiet, so Walt went and got us our money back at the end of the show.
Another distinctly American thing? Shopping after Thanksgiving. Both houses we were at in the afternoon had plenty of fliers to look through with all sorts of deals (some great, some not-so) and the ladies at the first house spent the afternoon cutting, note-taking and strategizing their Black Friday shopping mission. The Erndt’s brought us by a CompUSA at midnight last night, just so we could experience the festive consumerism. No deals remained by the time we got there — I’m sure the people lined up at Best Buy 10 hours early had better luck.
Nic and I are thankful for two days off for Thanksgiving. It gives us a chance to get some things done around the house, and relax with each other. We’re also thankful for our baby on the way! Everyone who sees Nic, who’s had previous baby experience, claims that Nic is dropping a lot, so we’re wondering if maybe the baby will arrive earlier than expected. I guess I’d better get to work on the nursery just in case…
Oh, and speaking of birthdays, shout-out to Laura Bolt! Happy Birthday, Pick!