Really? I'm trying to be thankful here.

*Begins in sisters room, the rest of my family is bunched together in my living room and kitchen, feasting on everything they come into contact with.

Me: Mia (my sister), I am hungary.

Mia: Good luck.


* I open my sisters door, keeping my head down. I must avoid eye contact. One step. Two step. Three step...... Ten step. Please God, just let me get a piece of Pumpkin pie. Please. I have conquered the hallway, the kitchen is within steps. Almost there. Five quick steps, I'm in the kitchen. Okay, now just grab a plate, and grab a slice and then run back too....


CAHHHREENAHH!

Damn it. So close.

Me: Oh hey, Marcella! I didn't know you were here...

*My crazy aunt Marcella was holding a turkey leg in one hand. There was grease from the turkey's skin dripping down her face.

Hold down the puke!


Marcella: Ohh!! Haha, I thought you were avoiding me!

Me: Heh...No! That's crazy.

Yeah I was.

Marcella: Haha! I thought so! Now come give me a kissssy!!

Really God? Really?