Open mouth insert foot

Thanksgiving was at my sister and brother in laws', they do a fantastic job and opening their home to their family and friends. One of Shaina's friends is a post operative transsexual. Nice lady, makes a mean hummus....but here's where I was a social buffoon.....I was relaying, what I thought, a cute Jake story. When he was younger he didn't quite get that men and women are different, and called the female 'private' area, "where your penis should be" well I screwed up the story and looking straight at Shaina's friend, I said "where your penis USED to be" . Color me fiery freakin' red....I quickly looked away, mumbled the correct phrase and realized (after a moment of silence from our side of the table) even that wasn't as funny for this particular audience as I thought it would be and promptly started another conversation with other people at the table.....I should not be allowed to speak! I could blame it on the vicoden...(oh yeah, bad case of TMJ, according to ER doc, I have an appointment next week with the dentist, I'm not ruling out some weird tumor at my temple, but I tend toward extreme flights of medical fancy at times), but it should have worn off by then....oh well.

We brought our camera but did not take any pictures. I did, however, take pictures of Hannah getting her Thanksgiving bath. Poor girl is not particularly fond of bathing.


Oh look, I cut and colored my hair...quick Papi, go get Mom, she won't believe it.