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So, Thursday ‘Nae and Natalie and Colin and I headed over to a friend’s house and stuffed our belly with beer and turkey at a Thanksgiving potluck. I met some wonderful people, and had a great time. Friday, ‘Nae and I visited my family, sans Dad and Sis+Hubby, and Mum was surprisingly well behaved .

That is, until Mum stopped by the next day to check out the remodels I’ve done to the house. (I’m waiting until the carpet’s in to post pics.) Everything was going along just hunky-dory until this little monologue cam tumbling out of Mum’s mouth:

“So, ‘Nae what are you doing for Christmas? You’re more than welcome at my house in Phoenix. Oh, wait, I shouldn’t have said that. I don’t know why I said that. I should think before I speak. It just kind of came out. It’s up to Barclay, whether or not he wants to invite you. Oh, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that either. Sometimes it just happens. I just thought it’d be nice – but it’s not my decision – but the offer stands. I’m so sorry. I really shouldn’t have said that….”

‘Nae and I were dumbfounded by how long it continued. Nowhere near as bad as previous encounters – quite sweet, really – but quite amazing none-the-less.

Oh, and two unrelated notes:

I’ve found what I want to go as for Halloween next year:

And I finally got some jeans that don’t fall off my ass when I’m not wearing a belt. (Due to weight loss, not because I was intentionally baggy-ass style before.) My reward? A drunk fat chick grabbed my crotch last night. The whole twiggle-n-berries at once. Yay.