My weeks has been a little busy. I've had relatives pouring for Thanksgiving. Thankfully, most of them stayed at hotels.

This year was my year to make the turkey and finally learn my mom's secrets. I didn't know until Thanksgiving morning I would be doing most of the cooking.

I was rushing around and the other ones who were supposed to help (they stayed in hotels) didn't get back until everything was almost done.

Hehe, here's a little joke I made to myself. You know how much I love my family. So much, I got a heart-shaped burn mark when taking out something from the oven.

But it's gotten better. I mean it doesn't hurt anymore. But some of my cousins were watching Twilight. Two were boys, three were girls, and the other was my little brother.

One of my girl cousins wouldn't shut up and kept asking why this and why that. And the two boy cousins were her brothers.

They were so immature, and I think one of them was older than me. They started throwing Cheez-its and Chips Ahoy.

I finally said, "The next time someone throws somethin', I'm gettin' my belt." And of course they threw something, so I went upstairs to get it.

Luckily my dad came downstairs and talked with them. But I warned them, "That if they did it again, they wouldn't make it to morning."

Well it's morning, and they're still alive, for now.