Turkey Showdown

High noon. The street was empty save for a lone tumbleweed, the Turkey… and me. Oh wait, this isn’t the start of a cheesy Western, it’s a run-down of my Turkey Day adventures, along with some amusing and embarassing pictures.

As many of you are probably aware, I went back to Colorado for my Turkey day reveling, where I joined my parents, my family, Teisha’s parents, and of course, Teisha, all in a jumbled swirl of gluttony consumerism, and shared good cheer.

I mentioned embarassing and amusing pictures, didn’t I? Well, here it is: My Dad wanted to show Teisha’s family the Qi Gong that my parents have quite enjoyed. For those too lazy to link-jump, Qi Gong is a series of breathing and posture katas (stances), very ancient and pretty nifty. Here’s a shot of them trying it out:

Yeah, it looks a little silly at times, but it’s very slow, very relaxing, and I find that it helps my back immensely. This is out of sequence, but from earlier in November, you can see a shot of my parents doing Qi Gong with me at the beach near my apartment:

and, since I’m not in that photo, me lounging in a makeshift hut on the beach:

Back to Turkey Day: It was really neat to have Teisha’s family and mine join together for the main event, even if it felt a little strangely rushed. I guess we all had a lot going on. Heck, the day after, Teisha and I went with my parents to visit my Grandmothers. I wanted to share this picture of my wonderful Dad and my maternal Grandmother (91 and a half and still funny as hell):

And of course, an adorable picture of Teisha:

So.. yeah. Some random pictures from a crazy and chaotic vacation. What do you think?

And the chickens! I have no pictures of the chickens!

One Response to “Turkey Showdown”

---

I think part of what made it feel oddly rushed was the fact that you were just visiting — we were trying to cram the holiday spirit and family visiting all into five days. I know that it was like this last year too, but somehow it seemed more relaxed… think because I was still getting to know you and our families each other.

And now a little anecdote for the rest of the readers: Andrew fails to mention that he left his keys at his parents place. So, they quickly shipped them off to his apartment in CA because he was already flying out by time everyone realized it. However… Andrew’s keys that were being shipped included the keys to his apartment mailbox. Luckily, he had spares for his car and apartment, but not his bike lock. So… this story has, as of yet, to be concluded — he got his landlord to unluck the mailbox for him twice, but no keys yet. Anyway, I’m sure it’ll become more amusing in retrospect — it’s still a bit of a pain for now, as his bike goes unused and his parking fees temporarily take a jump.

teisha - December 2nd, 2005 at 11:54 am

---

Leave a Response (or trackback on your own site)

Name

Mail (will not be published)

Website

You can use these tags: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <code> <em> <i> <strike> <strong> <img alt="" height="" longdesc="" src="" width="">