Ah, Turkey Day...
Thanksgiving is over, and I have that same general malaise I used to get right after Christmas. All the anticipation is over, now everything just needs to be cleaned up.But it was good. Hectic, but good. Lots and lots of food, family in town, much scrabble was played (I won all but 1 game- which Dad won, go figure. That's what happens when all of the letters you pull spell nothing but Klingon battle cries), and the endless "discussions" (not arguments ladies and gentleman, we never argue, not us, not THIS family), which included topics such as:
Violence on TV, and its effect on Children
How Jamee's kitchen should be redesigned
Whether Mom fed the dogs better than my sister and I when we were kids (this is totally true, I swear)
Johnny Cash- country star or not?
The general suckiness of Country music
How the damn stuffing should be prepared (held over the phone, long-distance, between my mother and grandmother)
Needless to say, the most contentious of these "discussions" involved music.
The holiday was survived though- my daughter LOVED seeing her grandparents (and would have loved it JUST as much even if they hadn't bought her everything she asked for), the food was damn tasty, the beer was foamy.
All is good. I just have to get started on the menu for NEXT year...
3 comment(s):
Johnny Cash was a Rockabilly star. End of discussion. ;)
By El Rey Gitano, at 1:11 PM
For the record, you lost TWO games, one to Dad and one to me. Beeyotch!
By waltzingmathilda, at 3:04 PM
You, my dear, are on CRACK.
I lost only one game, and one game was never finished, because the kid wanted to go home to bed.
By Kelly, at 3:37 PM
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