Thanksgiving Dinner

Dinner was at 4pm. We were home by 6:30 -- we got back into our lounging attire, Mark played his guitar for a bit, and I've just been online browsing around for Black Friday deals.
Then the tryptophan hits him..."I'm just going to lay down for a sec...." and a few seconds later, he was out cold.

Diego and Mark, doing what they do best: Snoring!

Michelle: ::nudge:: "Honey, it's only 8pm, when do you want me to wake you up?"
Mark: ::grunts:: Never! ::goes back to sleep::

SO MUCH FOR PUTTING UP THE TREE!