Injured But Happy

When I said I got a blister on my pinky from playing Guitar Hero, I was mostly kidding. But now I have what is suspected to be a legitimate Guitar Hero injury. How sad is that? My thumb has been aching since yesterday. The only real cause I can guess is the marathon of Guitar Hero played after the Thanksgiving meal on Thursday. Last year Jose and I dominated the foosball table; this year we dominated the axe.

Seriously. My thumb hurts. Not even kidding. Pretty pathetic.

It was a great holiday in Corpus Christi and I am happy to have spent it with Jose's family for the second year in a row. The last time I went home for Thanksgiving was in 2000 -- we long ago decided that it doesn't really make sense for me to buy a plane ticket home for three days when I can save the money and time to allow me to go home for a longer stay at Christmas, only a month later -- and I had gotten accustomed to spending the holiday weekend alone. Running the turkey trot, meeting friends for a good meal, but then spending the rest of the weekend doing my own thing. It worked for me, but I must admit that it is nice to have a place to go once again. I do miss the turkey trot, but Jose's family welcomes me with open arms, and they are endlessly entertaining. There are so many of them, but this year I kept almost everyone straight.

After spending a few days with Jose's family, I can't wait to head to Charlotte to see my own family for Christmas.