So it's the day after Thanksgiving. According to my still fading former retail reflexes, it is a slightly terrifying day -- and I think one of the things I was most thankful for this year was not having to work another Black Friday shift ever again. And then I think about the friends I have who are still out there, out in the fray...
Anyway, as yesterday was Thanksgiving, I yet again found myself at the annual 20+ person event that is the annual family Thanksgiving dinner. To be exact, it is my mother's side of the family... or even more specific, my mother's mother's side of the family. This year it was at Linda and Jim's house. If you're wondering how I'm related to them, Linda is my mother's first cousin once removed, and Jim is her cousin... who I share no genetic material with at all. This means that Jim joined the family voluntarily. I sometimes wonder if young Mr. Estes knew what he was getting into all those years ago...
But I digress. The Dorn contingent organized prior to the party - my Sister, Brother and I converged from our disparate cities and gathered at my parents house in the Milwaukee area, and then we drove down to Chicago in my big red van (because it fits all five of us). The meal was incredible, and I can't say that enough. If there's anything our family has down to an art, it's Thanksgiving dinner. I could go into further depth about my very odd family, and it's odd eccentricities, but as much as I have strange stories and might occasionally complain... I genuinely like these people and have a good time at these things.
Yeah, I know, I like my family. I'm weird.
So all and all, a good holiday. I'm not sure what Crysta did for Thanksgiving -- I know that her brother and his wife just moved back to Milwaukee, and that she, her brother, her brother's wife, and her father went over to a family friend's place... but that's all I know. I'm getting together with her later today, and I'm sure I'll find out then.
If you're wondering why I haven't vlogged for a bit, I guess I've just been getting behind because of life in the Zombie house. It's hard to get the time and space required to do some of the shoots I need while living there. I swear that I'm going to get back on the ball though, seriously. I'm thinking about splitting it out of my regular blog though. I'm not sure yet though.
I'll figure it out.
Things have been going pretty well lately, and I have no major complaints. The drive down from Eau Claire to Milwaukee on Wednesday night was quite daunting -- the snow was pretty bad, and visibility was low. Combined with the epically terrible holiday traffic, it was not a joyous event navigating I-94. I can only imagine how bad things are going to be when I come home for Christmas in a month. I mean, it likely won't be any better. I'm just hoping that when I drive back to Eau Claire on Sunday night that things are a little better.