The Notebook

Thursday, November 23, 2006

9:30 p.m./Bedroom/Exhausted

Well, today was complete madness as all my family's holidays are.

I arrived at 10:00 last night. I slept until five o'clock in the morning and to discover the arrival of my Uncle Pete and Aunt Audrey who have seven kids. They don't seem to understand that Thanksgiving dinner starts at three in my house even if Mom tells them over and over that it starts at THREE. Unfortunatly I live in the basement so when no one answered the door my eight year old cousin started smacking the little window above my bed repeatedly.

I go and answer the door letting the large family spill into my living room. And then I go back to bed.

After that I slept a little more, proboly until about eight. Now my mom was up and cooking things with Aunt Audrey. I gazed at the raw turkey flesh and shuddered. It looked alot better cooked, I decided.

Soon after that my g-pa and g-ma arrive. Grandpa Matthews is an odd old man. He has a problem with his memory. I can talk to him about fishing in Lake Michigan and he'll be all interested and then ten minutes later he'll forget all about it. It's really interesting when he and Cousin Greg get together to talk because a year ago Greg had an almost deathly injury in Iraq and now has short term memory loss. His is the kind were he remembers all the things about the past perfectly but when you sit down and talk to him for a few minutes, like grandpa, he won't have a clue what you talked about.

The Macy's day parade was on. My younger cousins found the dancers in the dance number thingies completely fascinating and soon after that decided to do gymnastics in the living room. Little Mirand flipped off the couch breaking both her nose and a four hundred dollar vase. My uncle rushed her off to the emergency room making it a little less crowded in my house. My mom was really upset. I'm not sure which she was more upset about the vase or the nose. But seriously who pays that much for a vase anyway? I say stick the flowers in a plastic cup. What's the difference? Water keeps flowers alive it's not like a vase has a magical effect that will make them last longer.

Ok, that's enough of that.

The rest of the day went by painfully slow and I will not bore you with the awful details. Dinner was okay though. There was alot of different conversations going on. Here I'll give you a few examples:

Mom: Did you try the broccoli-chedder-macoroni casserole, Chase?

Me: No mom.

Mom: Why?

Me: Because every year I taste it, I puke.

Grandma: Chase, that's a horrible thing to say! Just eat the dern broccoli!

Me: I can't help that I'm lactose intolerent!

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Dad: So they just chop them off one by one?

Uncle: YES!

Dad: Man, soon they won't have any left!

(I have no clue what that one was about...)

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Grandpa: So Greg how are you?

Greg: I'm fine. How are you Walter?

Grandpa: Who's Walter?

Greg: What?

Grandpa: I never had macoroni before.

And that's just a taste of the madness. At five after the dishes were done and everyone was settled in the living room watching It's A Wonderful Life I snuck out and called Hannah who is having a hard time adjusting to Thanksgiving with her aunt and uncle. She's still really upset about her parents dieing and everything...

And that's pretty much it. Oh by the way I liked the story about your Dad cooking Thanksgiving last year.

Well, my eyeballs feel like they're gonna fall out.

Chase

A/N: Yeah I thought that this notebook entry deserved it's own chapter. I'll write more tommorow maybe. It all depends on if everyone reads this that regularily reviews. I don't want people to miss out.

Noelle