Thanksgiving dinner moved. Grrr.

Dad moved Thanksgiving dinner to 5:00 pm, which is outrageous. We always have dinner at noon, or maybe one. When Mom told me, I said, "That's an abomination!" She laughed. I also said that he only has to make these big meals like 2 or 3 times a year, so he needs to suck it up, be a man, and have dinner ready on time. But what's done is done. Dinner's at 5.

Of course, that throws off my whole schedule. Now we'll have to drive to Cherokee Village in the morning and have lunch with Kris's family first, then come back home for dinner at my parents'. As much complaining as I've done, though, this will actually be easier. We won't have to drive back to Jonesboro in the middle of the night or spend the night in Cherokee, so I guess this actually works out better. The main down side is that I think my sister's husband will be able to come now, and I was looking forward to hanging out with Kayla without Joe.

Anyway, I'm really only on the Internet to get the codes for unlimited health and force on the Revenge of the Sith video game. It's the only way I can play--I suck. Plus, I was tired of watching Kris throw the controller across the room every time Mace Windu kicked his ass. We got the super sabers code, too, and the super sabers are badass, but everyone has them but us.

Kris keeps saying he's sick of getting Star Wars games, but he's the one who always ends up playing them. So ha! (They talk way too much in Revenge of the Sith, though. If I hear Anakin say, "I'm more than your average Jedi" one more time, I'm going to kill him myself.

"I'll cut you in half, traitor!" --One of the random Jedi in the Temple