Big Coyote Energy

My birthday is around Thanksgiving. I don't really like it, but it isn't something i've got any form of control over. V-day conception means a Thanksgivingish birthday. Quite a few people in my life and family suffer the same fate. But you know what is pretty cool? I get to see my family every year on or around my birthday because the turkey day is a big deal for them. This year, by dessert, we saw at least 55 people through the door. I don't really like turkey. But you know what? Every year my family also has ham for me and the other turkey naysayers (gobblesayers?). I chow down on that ham like the puppy i am. And really, who is going to forsake delicious ham in favor of turkey. Hammmmmmmmm. This is the first time i've seen both my parents in person since i came out to them about poly. And no one freaked out. They bold told me they loved me. The written message in my birthday card almost made me cry. The good tears i mean. Daddy is sleeping next to me, finally not...

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So, i talked to my Dad for like 30 seconds because i was at the cell phone store and needed the account PIN so i called him. He seemed good. Whoot. I spoke to my Mom earlier this week to discuss Thanksgiving plans and she said he took it pretty well. He doesn't really have any questions and wasn't freaking out. He ALWAYS makes his feelings pretty well known so him being neutral is the best option i could have asked for. This is going pretty well.  More later?