its early and i’m still sick but by gods i am watching the macy’s day parade like i used to as a little kid. usually i’m too lazy to wake up this early but i did my best to sleep last night in order to wake up in time

i’m doing my best to have a good thanksgiving this year. my cold has finally started to go away and i’m feeling a bit better. so i’ll actually be able to taste the damn food. mom is going to assist me in making this pie that lucas found for me when we were looking for a pumpkin pie mom could eat (she’s diabetic).

of course there are memories that creep in around this time of year. last year november and december were two months of hell. mom had her stroke last year the day before thanksgiving, refused to go to the hospital, and managed to make thanksgiving dinner for us before we finally convinced her to see someone. she made it though with minor issues, thankfully, but it was still a very shocking experience. of course december was the month my dad died. i’m trying not to dwell on it too hard, because i know he would want me to spend my time enjoying life, not mourning him forever.

so i’m watching the parade and waiting to see which balloon deflates. and i can’t wait to try that pie >_<