Thanksgiving

My favorite part of Thanksgiving was enjoying my family. I'm really not a big eater on Thanksgiving. It may be a holiday, but I still get regular portions and extra dessert. If people looked at this holiday as fun with friends instead of a day you must stuff your face because turkey is so yummy and different from chicken!! Give me a break, I have turkey at least once a month thanks to my in-laws new diet. The only thing I ever get excited about on Thanksgiving is pie. The end. Why gain two pounds on regular food? It's nothing special really. Turkey, sweet potatoes(which I don't like), corn, regular potatoes, cranberry sauce(which is more solid than sauce and tastes DISGUSTING). I never liked potato salad. So for me it's a meal with a bonus. Sweet dessert, and quality family time. Very quaint. I guess my life doesn't revolve around food as much as it does for all you FATTIES!!! Just kidding. It's just hard for me to understand why we get more excited about the food, than the fun we'll be having.

I'm thankful for too many things. My list would get ridiculous and begin to sound repetitive. I am grateful for God, and my family. I'm also grateful to facebook for helping Travis find me and date me, and make me the luckiest person alive.

Now for my random subject, for I had to pay tribute to such a fun day, I'd like to talk about the Octopus. I just read an article about how to judge how smart an octopus really is. It was strange because apparently you can semi domesticate an octopus. Does this alarm anyone else? The person who wrote the article simply threw both arms in the tank and let the octopus "meet, taste, and investigate" them with all their her little octopus suckers. I know the octopus was just fed, and I'm sure they've had this thing since it was almost a baby. But there is little chance you will catch me giving that animal the opportunity to pull me in it's tank!! They're strong enough, and smart enough. And apparently they like to be pet on occasion. But I guess I'm like a birdphobic in this one. If I met the right octopus I'm sure I'd like it. Would I pursue this career? No. Would I volunteer to catch an octopus? Never. Is it the stuff of nightmares? Mostly. I guess I feel more respect and less understanding for a creature I will never own as a pet. That's right. Me, the pet lover, will never own an octopus. Even a tiny one would make me weary. And whose to say that big "tame" octopus wouldn't have used her venom just for "fun"? They do play around, why not kill a person. Bird is as smart as dangerous (beak) as I will venture to play with.

I'm thankful that I can sleep a little, but I'd be even more grateful if my body would sleep more than four to six hours a night.

-Heather