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Our family was freaky at holidays too, if it makes you feel better. Dad was diabetic. Mom has high triglicerides (dang, I should know how to spell that, but you know what I mean). One sis can't have any gluten. I can't have nuts. The other sis is allergic to wheat, beef, soy, and dairy. We just cooked it all and picked out what we could have. I hope your allergy/intolerance is something you can learn to live with. Just think how much better you will feel. It hit my sisters hard at first because they thought of the things they couldn't have. Now they focus on what they can have. I don't mean to sound like I'm lecturing you on how to think. I'm just trying to encourage you that there is a period of mourning for foods that are no longer in your life, but that after that you will find the foods that you can have and they will fill you up. It sounds kind of like a relationship, and I guess in a way it is. This one got away, but there are other fish in the sea- unless you have a shellfish allergy. Hugs, and wishes for health and happiness.

Turtle. Turtle or Waaaaaaaah?

I don't like watching things where people get hurt. I'm too soft-hearted when it comes to physical injury. The person below me makes a good peach pie.

Well, not the end of the world. jUst not our night and the guys didn't put it into it to so it. At least for us losses are rare things. it'e better than being a lions fan. I',m off to be now. football tomorrow. Happy thanksgiving everybody ! Love you guys!

Ya know, I like the whole ocptups thing, but pepple shouldn't throwl them unless its the plauoffs. Expecelly when wh're losing. Its emberrising.

I love you. You make me laugh.

Mmmmm.. turkey and stuffing. I hope those turkeys will start stuffing the puck in the net before they head home to their turkeys and stuffings.

If anyone finds a stream, let me know. I'm too drunk and I'm just going to listen to Ken and Paul. It takes fewer fingers. Go Wings! We'll come out in the third. Goals by Abby, Modano, and Salei or however you spell that. Crap, I need new fingers. This is messy trying to fix the typos.

I got all my groceries this morning. Since it was a spur-of-the-moment thing, I got my stuff, got to the truck, said "pie filling" and went back in to get it. The person below me wonders who first said, "Hey. We've got some stale bread here. Let's stick it up a bird's ass and see if it tastes better!"

Smarties. Not so tart. Peach or blueberry pie?

Jump rope. I could never get the hang of the hula hoop, but I used to be a good jumper before I outgrew the C cups. Now I'd slap myself silly. Cranberry sauce with chunks or the jelled kind?

I have to report out at one job or I get fired. At the other one, I have to wait for the next person to relieve me. The person below me is getting excited for tomorrow. (This year it's just me, a hamster, a turkey and the Lions! No interruptions. No chunks of onion in my stuffing. No going out into the cold. Just me, food, and football.) EDIT for clarity: The hamster is a companion; the turkey is an entree.

Hate: Dicks- not so much since Pronger left, although Corey Scary is still on my list of People I'd Like to Bitchslap; but still even with Parros, Getzlaf and my beloved Andreas (who are sexier than socks on a rooster) I still can't stop hating them Avs- for old times' sake Habs- arrogant pricks Like: Leafs- bandwagon fan from '67 Bolts- Stevie Y Kings- Luc & Anze Nucks- Sammy Wild- geographical influence Stars- former geographical influence, plus any team that can seriously consider bovine sex organs to be uniform decoration has got to be crazy enough to like

Depends on if there's a squealer in the group. If no one is likely to come out and yell "Mooooooooooooooooooooooooooom! He's Fillintheblanking!" you are probably better to go check. Blind optimism or factually backed pessimism?

My "breakfast" was cheese popcorn and wine. This explains why my tummy is funny now, I guess. The person below me has or knows someone who has pink flamingos in their yard.

What is up with your avatar? It's... vivid. Or something. Hopefully the Wings will take this.

No, ma'am. I am home lounging around. I have a to-do list, but it shall be done leisurely. The person below me makes their stuffing from scratch.

Not that I remember. But I've had a lively past. The person below me has had to change their plans for tomorrow due to the weather.

Eat the meal at the table and the snacks in front of the tv. Dentures or bad teeth?

Elope. At my age, I'm not going through the bother for me or my relatives. They'll all just have to come back for my funeral anyway. Sawzall or jigsaw?

I doubt that the arm is considered interesting. Of course, if it's a really interesting part, I might not know I have one there! The person below me has a silly crush on someone, but would never act on it.

"It's better to be satisfied with what you have than to want something elusive." or "It's the same thing if you play with your own winkie as it is to have a threesome with another man."

Always. It seems like I'm always in transition, but nothing changes. The person below me is looking out the window at way too much snow falling gently on their sidewalk.

Want to play a prank on someone at work? Leave a message on their desk to call Mike Howe, and leave the number of the local stockyards.

Fast food. Preferably drive up. A bird in the hand or two in the bush?