What's up how was your Thanksgiving? Ours was great thanks.

So Tommy, Brendan, Matt, and I (Brendan McHugh I play guitar.), got together and had a wonderful Thanksgiving last week. Not only did we have a great dinner together as I'm sure most of you would expect, we spent the entire day together and had a fantastic time. Here is a recap of the day's events.

We rose with the sun and enjoyed a delicious home made breakfast. Tommy woke up a little early to prepare eggs benedict for all of us and it was a real treat. The Hollondaise sauce was a bit overcooked to be honest (sorry Tom!), but it was still a mostly delicious and fully nourishing start to what was looking to be a beautiful holiday.

After breakfast we put on our long underwear, filled our thermoses with cocoa, donned our favorite fall outerwear, and stepped out into a crisp November morning. In keeping with what is becoming an old tradition (going on five years now), we piled into Brendan's Jeep Grand Cherokee and hit the road. Destination: The Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade.

At the parade nothing interesting happened, really. Tommy said a lot of inappropriate things around children, most of them Borat quotes, and embarrassed us. I think I fell asleep once but it was only for less than a second and I'm pretty sure no one noticed. Anyway, the floats looked really great and all the involved parties did a wonderful job. Thanks to the City of New York and Macy's for always coming through year after year. Oh, and it was great seeing Santa at the end, as usual.

We left the parade, went home and made ourselves a light (save some room for dinner!) lunch, and followed it up with our daily band practice. We jammed some Christmas tunes and some classics as well. Zep, Tull, and we even tried a Yes song. Just for the heck of it. Brendan Graham is the only person in the band who has actually heard a Yes record, but we found the sheet music for free download on a sheet music blog I subscribe to and just printed it out and went for it.

Following rehearsal we changed out of our music gear and put on our sports gear and grabbed the pig skin.* We played a game of touch (two-hand) until Tommy gave up because, "How the heck do you play football with four people anyway, this is stupid," and Matt accused Brendan Graham of cheating, which he probably was, and the whole thing just fell apart.

Heading back inside we found ourselves on the couch watching the NFL game that was on for the holiday and just relaxed. What a perfect day to relax.

We invited some friends over to dinner but they were late because they went to the big game instead of hanging out with us so we locked them out and told them all of the food went bad.** Matt made the turkey and it was exquisite. After we got it off of Tommy's head***, we all sat down and "dug in." The turkey was exceptionally tender and moist. Matt must have cooked it at just the right temperature and left it in the oven for just the right amount of time and also soaked the dead turkey body in moisturizing flavor oils for just the right number of weeks prior to thanksgiving. Anyway, we ate until we felt fat**** and by then it was about 6:30 and with all the turkey in our stomachs we decided it was time to get to sleep so we went to sleep and that was the end of the day and that's the end of the story the end.

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