Tuesday, November 13, 2007

pack red: it will be hunting season still

last week we had gotten the thanksgiving thing squared away. finally. after awhile dealing with the quickly approaching unknown-ness of the holidays-- my wishing-to-be-in-control-of-situtations self was annoyed, to say the least. cheap southwest tickets were purchased, so after some glorious turbulance, i will meet my dad and amber's kind pitbull in chicago. from dropping the news to each family member that i would probably not be able to make the trek, i somehow have managed to become the daughter who will now be at my parent's the longest. it will be beautiful. it will be ridiculous. we are to meet a man, upon amber's introduction. thus, it seems we are having a traditional feast. *trandition in the kersting residence over thanksgiving consists of frozen pizzas and the starwars trilogy and a bit of the macys at times, oh, and baby pickles! it is from years of this being the norm, that i find it rather hilarious that my dad is smoking a turkey, and my mom and older sister both, keep inquiring about the proposed menu. i love it. wisconsin will be good. family time will be good. meeting the stranger that i keep hearing about will be good. the feast will be good, i am assured. fabulous family times. i wonder what will occur during this gathering period. ***it wasn't so long ago when the family vacation happened in salida, co. raining days, spastic and sane cousins alike, four-wheeling with grandma alongside, starlight skinnydipping, fat chimpmunks needing yet to indulge, crispy sunburns, fly fishing and horseback riding escapades, failed and attained mountian ventures: quite similar to nat'l lampoon's family vacation... just imagian. goodness.
i do anticipate being with these people. a lot. these that i love truly, madly, and deeply. new adventures, one can only wait. yes, im laughing. in the most amatory way.

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