My mom decided she hadn't seen me in forever, so she came down South to cook Thanksgiving dinner for me and my roomies. (Nice mom, huh?) Best part: for me, this is the first of six glorious days off. My work schedule jumps around a bit, which means I sometimes wind up working eight or ten days in a row, but the upside of that is the occasional really long weekend. Plus, I worked 53 hours last week while some other folks were taking a training course, so I'm due.
The funniest thing so far: Ma and I went grocery shopping this morning, and when one of my roomies came home he asked if anything interesting had happened (he wasn't sure Ma was in yet). I opened the refrigerator and bade him look inside.