Have achieved Thanksgiving Day nirvana giving thanks to all and to the food and drink. Thoroughly soused after going to the local beach pub in shivering 55degree weather in this Lost City of Angels to a pot luck. It had all the basic Thanksgiving Day ingredients, freshly baked turkey, dark and white meat, stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, cranberries and some assorted veggies like string beans, sweet potatoes and of course dinner rolls and butter. Deserts galore made me stay away from the cheesecake. That would ruin my drinking for the night but it was all free for the price of a few drinks. Life is good here in America. Cheers!
Found myself in the Matrix and took the red pill. Now I want the blue pill and my bottle and leave me alone.
Yeah, I'm not an eggnog guy. The word "nog" and "egg" just seem like they should be disgusting.
My Thanksgiving started with Patches and Nausea obliterating me on Skype. It didn't help that I was going from Skype to kitchen, helping Jack and Coke and my daughter fix their dishes for the Thanksgiving potluck my mother was throwing. I woke up on our basement couch, in the dark, at 3 in the morning. I shook my fist at the Skype app on my phone (I have little memory of the conversation) and went to bed.
I woke up, brewed coffee and flavored with with Rum Horchata. Did some last minute shopping, ate breakfast, then piled the clan into the car and drove the hour's trip to my parent's house while sipping a Rye and Apple Cider, Hot Toddy, to take the edge off.
Thanksgiving was cool. Saw a lot of family I hadn't seen in a while. Ate a lot of food.
Jack's mac and cheese...wasn't that well received, as my daughter was quick to point out. My daughter's sweet potatoes fared better, but mostly because she's only 15 and everyone was just proud she tried.
What can i say, they don't cook. I love them anyway.
We came home and after everyone went to bed, I got a beer and started pounding drinks, while watching YouTube videos and eating leftovers until 2 in the morning.
Now it's Black Friday...the Saga continues goddamnit.
I'm several eye-openers in, about to be dragged out by Jack and Coke to Best Buy so we can start scoping out Christmas gifts. Tis the Season Motherfuckers.
"They told me to see the glass half full cause some see it as half empty
I chose to see the glass twice the size it needed to be" - Pharoahe Monch, 'Broken Again'
My youngest wants us to come over forTurkeyday
We will be six people. They came over on Halloween and I was worried as Grumpy is essential worker (defense)—you know, one of those “suckers and losers” , but we miss seeing family so much. His ginormous family is gathering in AZ for the holiday and I am scared for them. We shall not attend. Quite a few of the attendees are technically elderly, and several are immuno-compromised. (as am I)
Okay, they are flat out elderly, but the children and the grandchildren and the greatgrandchildren...
We are supposed to RSVP. What is the Miss Manners etiquette way to say: Hell nah, we choose to live a while longer?
Besides, as my tiny grandnephew (now a big ol' Marine) once said: "They tawk and they tawk and they don't even listen to each other!"
Tell them you are sending your French son in law as a surrogate. He is coming with a smile and a thirst.
"I never want to go to bed if there are still beers in the fridge, but then I am always hopeful that there are beers left in there when I wake up.". Thirstydrunk.
"We all look for happiness, but without knowing where to find it: like drunkards who look for their house, knowing dimly that they have one." Voltaire
"The prince of darkness is a gentleman." Shakespeare.
We are supposed to RSVP. What is the Miss Manners etiquette way to say: Hell nah, we choose to live a while longer?
Besides, as my tiny grandnephew (now a big ol' Marine) once said: "They tawk and they tawk and they don't even listen to each other!"
Tell them you are sending your French son in law as a surrogate. He is coming with a smile and a thirst.
Sorry Bubba, pretty princess is well married and the mother of two of gods perfect little creatures. I don't suppose you know of anyplace I could get a ride-on forklift or front loading construction vehicle? I had a sudden notion that that would be way more fun than the typical ridey-horsey one gets little children.
