Thanksgiving Story

I wouldn't say that this has been the best Thanksgiving break I have had but it wasn't so terrible.

This happened to be the first Thanksgiving I have spent without seeing my father and it was very refreshing. Lets just say we don't get along.

It started pretty great on tuesday night where I got to stay up late watching various television shows on Netflix.

I then woke up on Wednesday with a big dilemma. I could spend the day on Tumblr and play with my dogs or do my science project. I knew that doing the project was more important and decided to proceed with it. Only when I finished I rewarded myself with a few hours blogging on Tumblr then went to bed. 

Opening my eyes on Thursday morning, I knew something was not right. It was quiet, too quiet for a house with a preteen boy who usually has a parade of friends over, two dogs who love to bark, and a mother who liked to constantly think aloud. 

I came out of my room to find my little brother sick and my mother trying to find the right medicine for him. My older brother was nowhere to be found , we later found out he had spent the night at a friends, and my dogs happened to still be sleeping.

After checking to make sure my brother didn't need anything, I went back to my room where I was hit with a migraine. My brother and I ended up not being able to go to our family dinner being held at my aunts. 

My mother still made food and planned on going when my Aunt called to say she invited her whole husbands family there too. My mother then decided to stay home with her kids instead of spending Thanksgiving with a couple of her siblings and a bunch of strangers.

Black Friday was spent mostly inside our house. The idea of doing something in a retail area was not a pleasant one to any members of my small family. I did take my husky for a chilly walk around my neighborhood.

Saturday involved going to see the new film Catching Fire. I am absolutely in love with it. My mom and younger brother both read the complete series already but i had only sen the first film. I was completely blown away with it. So blown away I have now started the last book in the trilogy Mockingjay. 

We then proceed to go to Petsmart to buy my puppy a sweater. I was not for the idea at first. I have always thought dressing up your dog is some kind of touture, almost an  painfully embarrassing  experience for them. However, my mom made her case about how my puppy has been cold and snuggling with blankets. 


My little mutt puppy is now a proud owner of a very fluffy, very dignified, blue dog coat. 

The next day we all got a case of the infamous Sunday Blues. But I did not dwell on the idea of returning to school after my short holiday. I decided to reorganize my room. My book shelf is now a place I can look without mentally cringing at the sight of it. Though Mount. Avery's Clothes, a chair in my room where I tend to throw my unwanted clothes, was left untouched.

After my somewhat busy Sunday, I brushed my teeth and went to bed, but sleep did not come. It took a several hours, a little bit of meditation, and some yoga to finally get to bed.

So, my Thanksgiving break may have had a few rough patches, over it was pretty good.