Have Mercy on the Turkey

So, it's Thanksgiving! Happy Thanksgiving anyone who's ...reading this. I dunno!

But yes, it is Thanksgiving. Turkey Day. Stuff-Yourself-Till-You-Nearly-Puke Day. Whatever you prefer to call it. Alfred's been in the kitchen all morning, Barry sped by and practically forced food into Bruce's arms (then ran away before he could reject it) and even Clark stopped by trying to get us to accept some of his family's secret stuffing. Bruce wouldn't take it, but I'm pretty sure I saw Diana and Clark sneaking it in through an open window while I was walking to my car.

I'm beginning to think that our friends are catching on that no one in this household can cook except Alfred. And in some stroke of pity for him, they're trying to make his work load lighter. ....I suddenly feel really bad.

So that's one thing to be beyond thankful for. Alfred. Thank you, Alfred for not only cooking for us, but for all the other endless things you do around the manor. ...cleaning, taking care of us when we're sick, bringing us ice cream when we feel down, and just magically appearing from nowhere when we need you most. ...Bruce isn't Batman, you are.

Among all the food getting dropped off, Lune also came by. I'd invited her over 'cause I didn't want her Thanksgiving to be spent alone at the tower with Fina (she never goes home for any of the holidays). Gar was ecstatic to see her because that meant he'd have a video game buddy for the day. Alfred normally bans him from the kitchen because he'll try eating at least one of everything before dinner.

I stopped by the barn to help the staff finish up for the afternoon so they could go home to their families, gave Khon some Thanksgiving carrots and apples and headed back.

The rest of the day was a bit uneventful. We ate, visited, listened to Diana's plans for Christmas and Gar chatter about the list he's already preparing for 'Santa'. Lune and I briefly discussed decoration plans for Fourside and possibly seeing if we could get Tiff and Fina to join our family for Christmas...it'd be better for Tiff, though, having Fina along might not be better for us. She did burn down the Fourside tree last year.

Anyway, it's night now. Ace is snuggled up in bed with me and it's nice to have him here beside me. It's been a quiet, but good Thanksgiving. Though I have this ongoing fear that Bruce and I are going to have to go patrolling later tonight anyway. Cell phone's near by in case he pages me.