Hobble Gobbling

Picture this: a 15-passenger van, loaded to the ceiling with duffle bags, blankets, pillows, and 10 people crammed in like sardines, careening down a windy road. Suddenly hysterical screaming comes from the back seat. "Gideon's throwing up!"
Suddenly the whole van is in an uproar with people trying to dive into the trunk to avoid Gideon's vomit which had no place to go except on the floor of the van and his shoes. 15 minutes later we stop at the first place with a parking lot and tumble out into the cold rain while Dad tried to clean Gideon off with a water bottle and a handful of kleenex. This was just in the first hour of our trip to NJ.
Actually, aside from the vomiting and Eliza kicking me in her sleep (we had to share a bed), it was a pretty good trip. I ate more than I thought was physically possible, but what else is Thanksgiving for?
A week prior to Thanksgiving I took place in a prediction walk/run to raise money for the Holiday Fund. You try to predict how long it will take you to go a certain amount of miles and the closer you are to your predicted time the better. The top five closest people won turkeys. I went 4 miles in 51 min... 1 min off from my predicted time of 50 min. It's kind of funny actually because I was convinced I was going too fast so I walked the last 1/2 mile to get closer to my time. Guess I'm slower than I thought.
I put the snow tires on my car today! All by myself! Except for Sam--he helped a little. Actually, I was supposed to go to the shop and have them put on my snow tires Nov. 15 but missed the date. Then it snowed and I needed them on soon so I just decided to do it myself. So between that and participating in my first run for charity I'm feeling very strong.
Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays, but now we move onto Christmas. Decorations are already up and stores everywhere are playing Christmas songs. Guess I'd better get up to speed. Happy shopping, Everyone!