Had a very entertaining thanksgiving. I can tell Aunt Judy now knows I’m gay because she didin’t ask about gf’s. Granny made a bean soup, and put no butter or margarine on the veggies just for me. Awww, thanks Granny. Somehow confounding and reverse baiting uncle James Allen has gotten easier. I only wish I knew my Russian better (like at all), so that I could talk with Ina’s father (they’re Ukranian. She, like my Uncle Dennis and dad, is a doc). Mom said she’s Dennis’s girlfriend. She made tiramisu. I felt kinda bad not being able to partake of the efforts of my fellow cooks and compliment them on it. Particularly her, ah well.
Updating from my uncle Dennis’s qwerty desktop because it seems intent on not sharing the PPPoE dsl connection over the ethernet card.