I'm back at school after the Thanksgiving holidays. As usual, Fenton and I had two Thanksgiving meals, twelve hours apart, one with my family and one with his. The major thing to report about the Fuscus meal is that this was the first extended visit I've had with them since I agreed to set the wedding date. Mrs. Fuscus was inordinately pleased, looking like the cat that ate the canary. (Do you humans have an expression like that?)
Over at my family's tree the main event was the presence of Kell's identical cousin Sheila and her date, Kell's office rival Frank Mangle. After a few catty comments on his part (to be expected, I guess), he settled down and was on his best behavior. Sheila was nervous at first, but she was relieved when it was all over. All told it went as well as one could hope. I'm sure it won't be the last time we see them together.
I took the opportunity to compare the DNA between Kell and Sheila. I'd suspected that they were actually twins that were raised apart, but I couldn't imagine why Elanor would hide something like that. It turned out she didn't. Sheila is as advertised, the daughter of Elanor's late sister, while Kell is indeed the offspring of Franklin and Elanor. So, no big revelation there.
The "identical" business really isn't accurate. Their markings are the same, and their scent is close enough to throw off anyone who doesn't know them well, but once you see them together for a while you can observe the differences. I'm pretty sure Mr. Mangle has observed them already. Wink. Wink.
Today's question (for those who celebrated Thanksgiving): How many relations were at your Thanksgiving meal?
