Despite how we portray it, Thanksgiving over here at the Americas can be pretty freaking crazy.

More specifically my house. Canada celebrates it at a different time of year.

I typically don't do anything much in specific. I'll probably chill on the couch while talking with a few states. Georgia and Florida can typically be heard arguing in another room about something probably really stupid. Last year Georgia called Florida out and said that California has better oranges - Florida tried to maul 'im. I've laughed way too hard at watching that. A few of the other states cook the actual food. I always insist, but they say I should relax for once.

Missouri and Minnesota typically make the turkey. Their states produce the most after all. The other Southern states do all the cooking because Southern foods have a special place in my heart. Now... the Northern ones. Oh boy.

I typically have a good talk with my friend James, personification of Virginia. Sometimes he doesn't want to get into the shenanigans involved with the others... but he's naturally pulled into it. He's typically the guy having to hold all the bags. Poor kid.

Anyhow, after Thanksgiving, those two troublemakers California and New York load up on their Starbucks coffee and hit the shops for the famed tradition of Black Friday (a tradition in which stores are open all night and have insane sales). They go crazy... I mean crazy.

They've shoved people, hissed... eh... I don't think I could survive it.

James told me it wasn't that awful for the most part. He said it was just a lot of shoving around. But, he says that you can find some pretty great deals and that it's worth it. I believe him!

Anyways, sure Thanksgiving is a little chaotic over here, but you know what?

I wouldn't replace it for anything in the world!

Signing off,
The Hero.