All the trimmings.
Ah, nothing gets me going better in the mornings than listening to the Spice Girls and drinking apple, caramel cider from Starbucks. I have a theory that Starbucks slips some crack into whatever they serve to the public. That cider really jerks me awake, and occasionally it jerks my insides when I've drank too much. There is a limit I discovered, and mine is sucking an entire large apple cider in less than an hour on a semi-empty stomach. The results were not pretty.
I hate to say it, but...I feel cool too whenever I'm carrying around a Starbucks cup.
Oh, come on! Give me a break! I don't drink coffee so the envy that I feel whenever I see somebody who actually has coffee in their mug makes me insanely jealous. The cider only comes around once a year during the colder months so let me enjoy the image while it lasts. Geez.
Anyhoo, it is Wednesday/Friday for me. Since I worked like a crazy person on Veteran's Day, I get to take the day after Thanksgiving off. Isn't that fantastic? The entire day for me to...
GO AND BRAVE THE SHOPPING MALLS SINCE IT'S BLACK FRIDAY!
Oh, I'm ready for it. I've been growing my nails out specifically for this day and have broken in my comfy running shoes. And you can bet your ass I will fight a little kid for the last Hot Toy Of The Season. Whatever it is, I have no clue, but I'm ready to scrap and get dirty on this holiday tradition that we have created.
Doesn't it just make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside? Yeah. Me too.
Currently Mel is at home since she got today off of school and is getting the house all prepared for The Big Feast that we call Thanksgiving. It is, hands down, my favorite holiday ever.
Yes. Ever. Even more than Christmas.
Thanksgiving is a time when you get to make tons of food that you normally only make once a year. As soon as you wake up there's nothing but getting everything on the stove, in the oven, and set out to rise. Then you watch the parade, finish making the food, and gather around with family members that you enjoy (or tolerate, whatever the situation may be). Then you watch television and pass out on the couch while you let your digestive system do what it does best.
None of that gift-giving business. Everybody just comes around because they want to. What more could anybody want? Great food, great company, great times. Now since it's normally just Momma, Mel and myself, we have lots of fun. We don't get changed out of our jammies, we rotate who gets kitchen duty, and we sit around and have family bonding time.
Of course we have leftovers to last us until February. Three little ladies are unable to eat an entire feast all by themselves. While we were cleaning out the freezer to make room for whatever leftovers we'll have this year, we found some ham from Christmas 2004. Frightening.
I have been bitten by the holiday bug too. I don't know when it happened, but I'm pretty sure it was sometime last week when we bought the Charlie Brown Christmas album. With the Vince Guaraldi Trio of course. There is no other way to listen to Charlie Brown. Everything else is sacrilegious. The bug has infected me so much though that Mel and I are coming in on Saturday to DECORATE MY OFFICE.
You read that correctly. The next time people come into our hole on the 3rd floor, there will be tinsel, red bows, singing Santas, and hell, maybe even a mini-Christmas tree. Why not? If I'm going to do it I might as well go all the way.
I've embraced it and you all should too.
Happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate.