Day after Thanksgiving, some of my cousins and my neighbors were sitting around my den watching movies and noshing on awesome leftovers from the day before. My dog Bronx, casually strides in the room and for our entertainment proceeds to throw up all over the floor (beige carpets don’tcha know).

I could be upset (beige carpet!), but I stay composed as I dash for paper towels, and look beyond the event. On reflection there are two things I came away with (and unfortunately hardwood floors in not an option right now). Read the rest of this entry