I had a very surreal morning. I think the haze still hasn't quite lifted.

David Cohen is coming into town tonight. This is where any high school friends reading this blog say "Whaaat?" Or they might think that. Because if they say it out loud, they might get confused looks from the people around them. As it turns out, Dave lives in Austin. AND, Dave's family (who relocated from Boca to Austin after we graduated) have all abandonned him to go other places for the holiday. So I invited him to the lonely-Houstonians Thanksgiving "events." This is where all the single (and some not single) people who decided it wasn't worth paying an arm and a leg for a plane ticket home for a mere 4 days (or people like me, who just don't have the vacation time) throw parties. These are particularly amusing because oftentimes the "cooks" have never actually cooked anything besides Raman noodles before and they just skip all the baby steps and go strait to the turkey and all the fixin's.

So, the agenda is: Turkey Trot (early a.m. 5K run in down town Houston, I will try to break 40 minutes. Don't laugh. I'm damned slow. But this will allow me to burn off whatever calories I can to make room to gorge for the rest of the day.) Kennda's "non-traditional" Thanksgiving brunch (I'm making deviled eggs, and Dave is making is self-described "bad ass" salmon cakes). Then off to a friend's apartment for the more traditional dinner (I'm making "dressing" again -- not stuffing, because it won't actually be stuffed inside the turkey. Too intimidating, I think, for someone who's never cooked a turkey before).

I'll be back at work for about a half-day on Friday. Then this weekend I plan on vegging out, doing some yard work, and decorating for Christmas!