pumpkin pie, never again

I fondly look back on a thanksgiving, quite a few years ago, when my cousin was staying at our house. i believe it was the night after thanksgiving and everyone was cozily tucked away in their beds. Sometime during the night, however, my dad heard a thud, an alarming thud. As a sidenote, let me just say that we have tile througout the enitre downstairs of our house. Now, back to the story. My dad flew down that stairs, turned the corner, and slid maybe 4-5 feet or so before losing his footing and crashing down on his back in a rather mysterious substance. Of course stunned from the fall, he stayed down a second before hearing my cousin heave what was her thanksgiving delight into the toilet. He then realized she hadn't made it to the porcelain god in time to deposit all of her goods, and knew now that he was laying in what could only be recognized as a smashing mix of what was, at one time, a very delicious dinner. Yum, he thought.
Now this memory makes me giggle for two reasons: first, I only wish that I had been there with a video camera to catch my dads thanksgiving vomit tango, and second, because this year brought more thanksgiving regurgitation...obviously the first memory makes me giggle a little more...
Yes, the day after thanksgiving, Matt and I were both spraying turkey goodness from both ends of our body. Props go to Matt, though, for cleaing out my lumpy chunks from the bathtub, as they just wouldn't go down the drain.
Well, that's all for now. Just thought I would share some holiday goodness with the rest of you...