Still Breathing...

I haven't fallen off the face of the planet. I swear.

Today is Thanksgiving. I'm working. Tonight is going so bad, that the other nurses and myself are making plans to go work at the Moonlight Bunny Ranch (you can google it, but definitely NSFW). We're discussing our gimmicks, our stage names. We'll be working in Quality Control, of course.

Life has been pretty crazy lately. My aunt, after repeated visits to the hospital, has come to stay at my mother's for a couple weeks. I've been running next door every two hours to help her to the bathroom. We've been punk'd by my aunt, would be a huge understatement. I will write a more detailed blog about it later.

Oh yeah, back to Thanksgiving.

Mom is going to be hosting dinner, with the added aunt, plus brothers, one of which is bringing his girlfriend. Then, my cousin on my dad's side, whom I haven't seen in almost 20 years, will also be stopping by. I'm looking forward to seeing her. We've been slowly making contact with dad's side of the family in the past couple of months. But only to a select few. There's still relatives that I have no desire to ever communicate with them again.

So, here's to a Happy Thanksgiving. May it be full of good food, quality naps, and minimal bloodshed.