Nothing big to report, other than the fact that I will never:
a. think about karaoke the same way again
b. think about flossing the same way again
c. hear the name “Brunhilde” without hearing/seeing it as “Broomhilde” in my head
It was a pretty funny Thankgiving weekend, to say the least.
Amy and I made it home safe and sound after a great 60 hours in Minnesota. We got to see my godparents and their family, as well as my grandmother. We ate a boatload of sushi with my folks last night. We watched some hockey with my dad. We spent time talking with my folks and just generally having a good time. Happy Thanksgiving weekend to us.
The dogs were happy to see us come home, but again, weren’t too happy so we know they had a good time with the woman who took care of them. The house is happy. And Sarah managed to muck around with the t.v. enough so that the HD is now full-screen, instead of with the black bands at the top and bottom. I’ve been trying to figure that one out for almost a year now - very happy to have the answer.
Tomorrow is the last day of this NaBloPoMo. I suspect I’ll blog about hockey, as per usual on Sundays. Hope we do well, since I think we’re playing one of the B-level teams tomorrow. Wish us luck!
Happy Thanksgiving from me and mine to you and yours!
We’re here in Minnesota, per tradition, and are getting ready to drive up to Wisconsin for our annual Thanksgiving gathering with my godparents and their family. The weather is grey out, but it’s neither snowing nor sleeting, so the drive should be pretty reasonable. And then we get to see everyone and eat yummy food and play games and play with my god-cousin’s kids! I can’t wait.
With that, have a great day.
Photo courtesy of Jennifer13. Used under a Creative Commons license.
Don’t read books about anxiety when you’ve got big projects going on at work.
Powerbars taste like crap.
Advil does not work for your headaches; Tylenol or Excedrin do.
Unintentional hilarity is the best kind. Don’t be the person who’s unintentionally hilarious though.
Go to IKEA to get several more GOSIG KANIN toys (aka “buuuuuunny” who Otter loves).
Programming home voice mail number into cell phone is a smart idea.
Milwaukee airport does not have free wireless (fie on you!) so be sure to download stuff to read before flying on Wednesday.
Midwest Airlines - for all their fabulousness in terms of chocolate chip cookies - charges for baggage, so pack lightly and don’t check a bag on Wednesday.
Kick the dogs out of bed when you’re really tired or you will wake up with cricks in your body.
Check your twitter account when you want to track headaches. You tweet about them a fair amount.
Use the word “unglued” more often to describe behavior of those who act that way.
- I am IMing with Chanda.
- My toes are just about warmed up after hockey practice in the world’s second-coldest rink (the UPenn 1923 rink is colder).
- My hair is still wet from sweat even though practice ended over 90 minutes ago.
- My hockey gloves make my hands smell horrid. I need to wash them.
- Otter’s drool spot on the sofa is nearly dry (we forgot to put the dining room chair on the sofa before we left - whoops.)
- The Blackhawks are beating the Coyotes 2-0 at 15:52 in the second.
- Amy’s eating a Reese’s Peanut Butter cup (leftover Halloween candy).
- Maggie is still upstairs, having never come down to greet us when we came in after practice.
- I am looking for a photo of an eggroll to email to Laura, who wanted one during practice.
- Success!

Tonight I had dinner with the president of my alma mater, who’s in Boston for a couple of days. I highly recommend that any Bennies who get a chance to meet MaryAnn Baenninger do so. She’s smart, funny, and makes me confident about the direction that St. Ben’s is headed. Besides all that, she’s from Philly too and we all know how much that means to me.
Bloggy note to self: get back to the St. Ben’s campus sometime in the next year or two and bring Amy with you.