Feasting

So now my favorite holiday has come to pass, Thanksgiving, the great celebration of food. There are of course the traditional courses according to American culture: turkey, corn, potatoes. I made a modest green bean casserole myself. This was not my most adventuresome nor best dish by any means, though I do like keeping up with local customs. I am also proud to say that I helped greatly with the turkey.

Madison had another fight with Nick, much to my delight, so it was not difficult to convince her to spend Thanksgiving with me at Charles and Alice’s house. I went over early to help prepare the turkey and stuffing, which we did in the traditional manner, that is actually stuffing the bird. Often, stuffing is prepared and baked in a casserole dish, but I prefer this traditional way better. Then, of course was the aforementioned green bean casserole.

The one part of the feast that did not go according to plan was April. This was to be our first Thanksgiving as a couple, so my assumption was that we would be together. In fact, that was her assumption as well. However, I clearly planned something incorrectly because she wanted to spend Thanksgiving Day with her family, and I had already committed to helping Charles. I was perfectly willing to do both, but April did not take too much of a liking to this idea. She did end up spending the day with her parents and sister, and I went from Charles and Alice’s to April’s later in the day, which I thought to be acceptable. Still, April was not pleased with this decision.

I do not know what she expected to do. If I had known that we were supposed to spend all day with her family, I would have planned otherwise, but I had already made a commitment to my neighbors. I could not very well back out on them. My sister said I was being stupid, but she did not expand to much on that statement. She was being quiet again, presumably because of Nick, and I got the impression she did not mind staying too close to home. I also got the impression that Madison was somehow upset with April as well, but I cannot say why. April still is her teacher, so perhaps that has something to do with it.

At least she ate well. Last time she quarreled with Nick, she barely ate for days.

Best Laid Plans

As you may know, I have a great love of cooking Earth cuisine. With my sister’s heartache last week and with my continuing frustration in getting any kind of funding or support to open my own restaurant, I though it would be a good time to invite some friends over, have a nice feast, and try to cheer up Madison a little. This did not go as planned.

April was of course very supportive as always, but Charles and Alice, my neighbors who are always enthusiastic to take part in a social gathering, were not so willing this time. They said they were too busy preparing for their own annual Thanksgiving feast, which is still two weeks away. To make matters worse, April invited Nick over to dinner, which was not in the plan at all. I suppose this means they have made up and are back together. I still want to kill him, though. He consumed all of my carefully prepared dinner like he was the Ravenous Bloodbeast of Rigel 6. He could not even take the time to savor it. I do not understand at all what my sister sees in him.

At least, I have Thanksgiving to look forward to. Charles asked me to help with a couple of the dishes.

Heartbreak

Sometimes, I really wish I could kill people. Yes, I do understand that is frowned upon in most human societies, which is completely understandable, but I find that when it comes to my sister I am growing a bit of what humans call a temper.

The reason that my sister has been so quiet around me these past few days is not because I disapproved of her Halloween costume. Well, it was not entirely because I disapproved of her Halloween costume. April relayed the story to me since Madison is still not talking to me. The primary reason was because she and Nick, the unworthy ape descendent that she took as a boyfriend, had a big fight on Halloween. From what I could gather, the fight stemmed from their planned events for the evening. Apparently, these events involved alcohol and sexual intercourse!

While Madison has become a bit of an irrational human female in our time here, she has still remained sensible in many important decisions. While she did, against my better advice, have “a drink or two,” I will give her credit in that she denied Nick sex. I could even go so far as to say I felt pride in hearing she made that decision. However, that decision did not have the same reaction from Nick, who is a hormonal teenagers like all other human males his age. He supposedly believed he deserved sex from my sister for “putting up with her” for so long.

When I heard this, April had to restrain me because I was eager to reach for the plasma molecular destabilizer and take care of this Nick fellow once and for all. I never liked him anyway. However, April convinced me that this would only make matters worse. Not only would I be culpable to the murder of an “innocent boy,” but my sister would hate me for it. Even though she wishes him dead, she still seems to love him. This I do not understand. Why would she put up with such disrespect? But April assured me that it is something Madison needs to work out. I should just be her supportive older brother and a shoulder to cry on. So, that is precisely what I have been doing.

There has been a lot of crying, that is for certain. I do not even know if this means Madison and Nick are broken up. I certainly hope so, but I have a sneaking suspicion their relationship is not quite over.

Silence

Halloween was quite a success, I must say. April decided to dress up as her version of an alien visitor. She claims it was supposed to be scary, but I thought it was the cutest costume I’ve ever seen. That was not the reaction she was hoping to get from me, but I enjoyed how she pouted about it. I probably should not have because she seemed a little mad at one point, but she got over it.

My sister Madison on the other hand is another story. She was wearing something that was, I thought, a little too revealing, so I forced her to add on to it for modesty. She was not happy with me for that one. In fact, I think she is still mad at me. She has been incredibly quiet and has not spoken to me since Halloween. This may be one of those human female emotional responses I have not yet gotten accustomed to, but it is odd, even for Madison. I am sure her silence cannot last long.