tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128356272633778761.post516663643225322437..comments2023-06-19T09:33:49.682-05:00Comments on Someone being me: UncomfortableSomeone Being Mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08984828094257765105noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128356272633778761.post-7684308141682886132007-11-20T22:00:00.000-06:002007-11-20T22:00:00.000-06:00I'm a big believer that holidays are just days and...I'm a big believer that holidays are just days and famliy and food and friends and laughter, those things are possible whenever you want. Mike and I wil be alone on Turkey Day (or, as I've dubbed it, mashed potatoe day) and although we'd love to be in a houseful of love and family, we know that there's always the next holiday. And just think you don't have to fight holiday traffic. That's what I keep telling myself. <BR/><BR/>Your neighbor was probably not sure what was going on (men so rarely are).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4128356272633778761.post-7049113965394171282007-11-20T13:31:00.000-06:002007-11-20T13:31:00.000-06:00Maybe you can talk to the wife. Men usually have ...Maybe you can talk to the wife. Men usually have no idea what's going on with the meal process and shrug it off not because he doesn't want you to be there, but probably because he had no idea you were invited in the first place. Maybe mention it just like you did here- if it isn't too much trouble you'd love to come and would be happy to bring the side dishes and/or dessert. Regardless I hope you have a wonderful Thanksgiving with your family!<BR/><BR/>(P.S. We had the portraits done at that place this morning- fantastic! We bought WAY too many, but man are they cute. I'll email you some of the family ones that I won't post online :)LLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04431706155081017734noreply@blogger.com