I'm not about to blog about Thanksgiving, and about how much food was going around. But I will say this: There was a truckload of food, and I tried my best not to binge, but the cranberry cheesecake (from Costco, where else?) was too good not to have seconds on.

While I was away from my blogsphere, the Presidential race heated up, 7 Foot Junior won for Best Video, Ruffa is back in town, GMA wants to move the entire Department of Agriculture to Mindanao (where, who knows), bullets are fired at 6750, Mark did something to his blog, and the peso hit an all time low. And every now and then, I try to think about how much FPJ knows about running a country, sending shivers up my spine.

I did learn a few things over the weekend: I learned how to make cappucino, which means I can do espresso too. I learned the way to the nearest outlet malls and that, at the end of the day, Ross has better prices hands down, but you won't find a merino wool sweater there. And, while I'm a proud passenger of the Dragon bus from NYC to DC (at 21 bucks a pop), Andrea showed everyone the way to bus to Boston: the 69 buck LimoLiner. (Nice PB, Andrea!)

Also, something I have known for a while was also impressed upon me once again over the weekend: women believe that they have enough closet space for 80 pairs of shoes.