Sunday, November 27, 2005

Thanksgiving



We spent an unbelievably fun weekend at my wife's Mom and Stepdad's place, appropriately called "The Cabin", which sits far to the north and west in Michigan. The town is Hesperia, which appropriately means "western land." Lake-effect snow dropped a steady 6-8 inches of snow over the course of the last few days, since Wednesday. I went out for a walk on a very cold and windy Thanksgiving, snow was whirling left to right, not a soul in sight, and nothing but my own breath and footsteps made any sound. The sun made a very brief appearance in the late afternoon, and I was lucky enough to have my camera with me. If you like to make fires, eat good food, and basically kick back and do nothing, you would've liked our weekend.

19 comments:

Anonymous said...

and don't forget getting your bu-- kicked at scrabble not once but twice. Age and treachery will always beat youth and exuberance.
Zed

Scott Hess said...

I can only guess that Zed is Jack. And I want a piece of him at Scrabble.

diane303 said...

He doesn't realize that we all let him win so that he wouldn't pout for the rest of the trip. Hep! That's the ticket.

Thanks for not mentioning the night from Hell with Socko. By the way, Casey, thanks for the Imodium. Can you believe the little bugger is perfectly fine now?

It was a wonderfull weekend mainly because you and Paula had such a super attitude. We really love you guys!

L. said...

Imodium? Socko? Now, I want that story!
L.

diane303 said...

"Socko" is our 16 y.o. dobX (ghetto mutt from "The Projects"). Her actual name is "Socks" but we call her "Socko" (amongst other things lol). It is getting more and more stressful for her to travel anywhere. Jack and I decided that this would be her last trip. The cabin use to be one of the big highlights of her life but now is just too difficult for her.

She manifests this stress with IBS "Irritated Bowel Syndrome"-usually in the middle of the night or early AM. Casey and Paula suffered the brunt of her IBS on Thursday night because Socks wanted to sleep out in the big room with them. Needless to say, they handled the situation with tolerance and creativity. Casey had Imodium to give to Socks, which made the rest of the trip, for all concerned, more comfortable.

Our other dog, Trudy - an adolescent English Setter - has an absolutely torrid school-girl crush on Casey. She admires Paula also, even though she considers Paula a direct rival.

Casey said...

We were happy to take care of The Sockasaurus. In fact, that's probably why we were a bit 'off' when it came to the Scrabble game. Please make sure to mention that to Zed as the reason we didn't win...

We considered it a kid-training exercise, ya know, when you leap out of bed and grab the door handle and all your faculties aren't quite working yet, but you're already chasing down the kid/animal.

Thankfully I only had to worry about that with Socko and, while almost nearly, not with Zed too!

Hahhaha, Zed. Take that!

Anonymous said...

Blind Camel fails to realize that I am a master of forming words adjoining those already melded, utilizing maximum evaluations as these latest contestants rapidly learned during their crushing defeat. Blind Camel,don't jump to hastily into the lions den.
Zed

L. said...

What's with the whole Zed thing?
L.
I swear, you guys are like a puzzle...talking in code and all.

Casey said...

Zed is the Artist Formerly Known as Jack. He told me I couldn't use "zed" as a word in Scrabble, even though it means the letter Z. It doesn't stop there. Diane tried to use zed in another scrabble game a while back and he contested it then too!

Turns out Zed is a word and I was right!

For the rest of the weekend I began to call him Zed, and even graffiti'ed the snow in front of the cabin with it. He is therefore Zed forever from this day forward!

P said...

wow, zed. nice writing!
you need a blog, too!

i don't mind the squirting sockasaurus sphincter so much. she was so embarrassed, the poor little old lady: she used her nose to cover up her piles with snow. she can't help it. immodium all around [and some human/canine gas x] should be the standing order from now on. that candle i bought at v&s sure helped!

Anonymous said...

Laurel, Zed is British for the letter Z . It is not a word but a letter. But, if people are getting their a--'es kicked they will hang their hats on anything. Diane, who should know better suggested to Casey that he could use the Word ZED. Casey had no idea what it meant but was willing to try it(against the rules) and backed down after being challenged. Laurel. this is about getting your ass kicked and trying to rationalize why. I am the Champ and am getting tired of trying to explain my championship. It is quite sad that us champions have to tolerate this. Lance Armstrong has had his championship challenged for many years but has remained the champion. Why, must we tolerate inferior players always challanging our superiority. I, for one, must protest this injustice. I am glad that your question brought this out into the open.
Thank You,
Jack

L. said...

Seems to me, Zed is a word IN BRITAIN! Not in America. Next thing you know, he'll be trying to say "oeuvres" is a word too. Of course it is, IF YOU'RE PLAYING SCRABBLE IN FRANCE!
L.

diane303 said...

Some people are sore losers and some people are bad winners.

Zed is both.

By the way "zitis" is allowed and so is frats. Paula had a questionable one in there and I do't remember what it was.

L. said...

What about zits and farts?
L.

Anonymous said...

jack i'm so impressed but the eloquent writing!! you're right up there with my sister in my book!
i wish i was there to witness the fun. my sides hurt from laughing.
i'm looking forward to seeing you all this weekend!

diane303 said...

Laurel,
Zits and farts are allowed, too.

Dina,
Jack (the Zed man) writes rather well, I admit, when he doesn't get carried away.

Anonymous said...

I'm thinking of bringing the matching game with me this weekend, so 6 year old David and 4 year old Steven can whip my butt in the game department. Obviously my skills in the scrabble department would never come close to those of Zed, but reading about his talents has sure kept me entertained for the last two days.

Casey said...

The winner in all of this is me. The fact that even my mother is now referring to the-artist-formerly-known-as-jack as Zed means I win. I giggle my ass off every time I see it.

Zed.

See there I go again.

diane303 said...

Hey Zed man!

You talk the talk but can you walk the walk?

(heehee)