Finally, after the blur that was HB2, were we able to take a break from the seemingly relentless routine of class / anatomy / studying to celebrate Thanksgiving. I split out of CT and drove home to Jersey Tuesday night after a face-stuffing meal at the potluck at RB’s house. It was good to be home, and it was good to sleep. I always like Thanksgiving because it’s an intimate dinner with my brother, mom, and dad. It’s simple and relaxing, which is just what I needed. And of course mom cooked up a delicious meal of turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, rolls, spoon bread, “pink stuff” (still not sure what exactly it is but it’s delicious), cranberry sauce, and of course pumpkin pie. Amazing.
Plus in honor of tradition we went Christmas tree hunting the Friday after Thanksgiving up at the tree farm just past Skylands Park. Normally we have no trouble cutting down the tree, but this year was different. I have no idea what it was, but it took forever to get that thing down.
But now I’m back in CT for school, and we only have three weeks of class before winter break. But my weekends will be busy, as my friend RM will be out this way this weekend, and the weekend after that is the Santa Speedo Run. I’m still waiting to get my speedo in the mail. I’m a little nervous as to how much of my whiter-than-white skin will be showing, but it’s all for a good cause.
Sigh… just two weeks to get into speedo-wearing shape.