Arizona Turkey

I hope this post doesn’t get me in trouble! I spent Thanksgiving with my lover boy Casey’s family. I had a fantastic time and I have loads of stories to tell but maybe I should be careful what I share so I don’t accidentally offend anyone. Just because I like to share doesn’t mean everyone else does. Nah, they don’t care.

Day 1) Casey’s Step Dad picked us up from the airport. I have never met a kinder, calmer person in my life. It is my understanding that the only thing that can make him panic in the slightest is if the remote is missing. He took us back to the GORGEOUS house where Step Dad and Mom live. Um, WOW.

I have only been through Arizona once before and this place is total culture shock to me. Everything blends into the desert. Everything is some shade of brown and the landscaping is incredible. At the house there is an amazing view out the back windows. It’s nothing but mountains. I had nature overload. The house, for me, was like being thrown into the Twilight Zone. Birds everywhere! I’m not kidding. Casey’s mom is really fond of chickens and they are a major part of the decorations. I have to admit, it did look pretty cool. I was just thankful none of them were alive.

The first night Casey’s cousin cooked dinner. She is a chef and sommelier. Two of my favorite attributes in a person. It was fantastic (mmm red meat) and I think you should all be jealous. I enjoyed the meal and promptly passed out. That’s not true. I stayed up for as long as I could but towards the end I was probably mumbling and bumping into stationary objects.

Day 2) I went to a mall! I never go to malls. I don’t even know where the mall is. Casey wanted to take his two year old nephew out for some cool threads and he let me come along. Let me just say, this child has got to be the cutest thing I have ever seen. He was really well behaved and it made us look good. After he found some cars and a cup that he loved at the Disney Store we found an ultra nerdy Star Wars shirt and a kick ass Rolling Stones shirt! I didn’t know it was possible to make him cooler but he is. Also, he didn’t hate me and we all know kids that actually like me are immediately cool.

Day 3) Time to celebrate Turkey day. We spent the whole day lounging about the house, watching terrible football games and laughing at the frozen people at the parade. Okay, I was the only one laughing. In addition to all the people I already mentioned we spent the day with Sister, Brother, Sister in Law, Sister in Law’s mother, Aunt, and Uncle. The older males managed to spend the entire day making a wooden box in the garage. How could that take so long? I’m thinking maybe they were hiding medicinal drugs in this “box” and didn’t want to share with the rest of the family. Or maybe they enjoy wood working. Who knows?

Day 4) I went furniture shopping with the Sis and Sis in Law. Why is everything big and brown? I don’t get it. Everything matches the desert, like the houses, furniture, cars, and kids. It’s so unusual. Anyway, these two chicks are very cool and I was thrilled to find out that they are a little pervy too. I felt right at home. Everyone enjoys a good boob joke, right? We did some measuring of the sis’ living room and then went gambling at the Indian Reservation for a few hours. I won 10k. Maybe we didn’t do that last part at all but it would have been a great addition to the story.

That night we went to dinner with the Dad side of the family. We had a great Meal. A few bottles of wine into the dinner we accidentally found out the nickname of a certain family members certain extremity. Too much information! Aww, it’s nice when families can share like that. I will haunt Casey with that knowledge for the rest of his life. Bwah ha ha.

After dinner we went to the aunt’s place where we looked at photos and said what we are thankful for. We all gave crappy answers because nobody likes to be put on the spot. The aunt has a cool place though. It had a modern chic thing going on. I was digging it. I also liked that she was wearing all black. I knew right away that we would get along just fine.

Then I wrestled with a two year old (he won) and watched Wall-E for the 79th time that trip. We said our goodbyes and goodnights. At 5am I was on my way home to New York. It was a good trip. Much Needed. I just lucked out that the whole family was great. I’m not even lying about it. No really, I’m not being sarcastic. Casey is a lucky guy.