So it’s Monday, and yes, we try to avoid those if at all possible, but somehow, here we go again. The good news though is that it’s the first week of December. The first week of Advent. And what we’re really all talking about: it’s Cyber Monday! Here’s your chance to buy the oh-so-crucial-gifts like Pez dispensers and gingerbread man socks.
Usually we go to work to have money to spend, but this is the one day of the year, we go to work to spend money. It ranks with the day after the Super Bowl, the day after your 21st birthday, and the day after New Year’s for the least productive day of the year. And what’s not to love about that (unless you’re the boss)? So Happy Cyber Monday! Seal it with a KISS. ha ha.
It’s Thanksgiving…And you can find a way to be thankful or you can shovel crap on it and complain. Me, I kinda like to do both. Lol. But in all truth, I prefer to be thankful and happy even though I’m wired to do just the opposite. So with that in mind, I wish you the happiest of Thanksgivings…
I hope you eat so much turkey that you have to unbutton your pants. I hope it then leads you to a nap on the couch under a blankey and drooling just a little. I hope you don’t threaten to kill Uncle Clement when he wakes you with his snoring. Instead, I hope you take a picture of him and give it to him at Christmas.
It would also be great if you took some pictures of the family or got in some pictures yourself. Don’t worry about your hair not being perfect or the 15 extra pounds. The only one that notices that is you. The rest are just happy you were there in that picture with them. Oh, and if you give it the ole thumb’s up routine, you look happier, cuter, and thinner anyway!
I hope you laugh when you spill pie on your sweater and say something like “Well, I’m savin’ some for later!” and figure it’s nothing Spray and Wash can’t fix later. I hope you then proceed to sneak some leftovers into a Cool Whip bowl to take home with you.
But don’t leave right away. I hope you camp out in the living room with your family. I hope you laugh and talk as you scan Black Friday ads and that you reminisce about Aunt Kay buying the same pajamas every year for you even though you hated them, but now you think about it fondly.
And please don’t kill the little kid that’s annoying everyone and climbing over everything. In fact, I hope you decide to play a game with him but only after you explain that you have to act like a “big boy” if you want to play. I hope you have so much fun that others come to join the game or at least check out the action.
I hope you get a chance to yell at the screen as you watch the football game and that you DVR’d the parade to watch with the kids when you get home. I hope you look around and appreciate that you have those people in your life. Even more so, I hope that on days when you want to kill them, you picture them lounging around the house, eating baked goods, and laughing about Uncle Clement’s snoring.
Most of all, I hope you realize what’s right in front of you – the love, the people, the time you get to spend together in a crazy world that doesn’t always slow down. And if your world isn’t so picturesque this Thanksgiving, I hope you take measures to make the next holiday better. I hope you make peace with your demons, or your relatives, or your grudges. Then, I hope you whip up a green bean casserole, a smile, and some plans with family or friends because after all, life doesn’t have a lot of meaning if you live it alone. So if no one else says it, I will: Happy Thanksgiving to you!
(And if you need a drink to put on that cheery smile or say that apology, there’s a cold one in my fridge for ya!)
Happy Turkey Day, my friends!
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Have you noticed that Thanksgiving is when you remember who the good cooks are in your family? Or is your family the one that gets the meal from Hy-Vee because nobody knows how to cook?
Do people in your family have their “specialties” – the things everyone expects them to bring to a family gathering? Do you look forward to Thanksgiving Day just for Grandma Grace’s pumpkin pie or Sarah Ann’s homemade sourdough rolls?
I’m the member of the family who brings what nobody else wants to. Lol. My sisters both have specialties so I just pick up the slack. I’m the garlic bread, green beans, pink cottage cheese salad, or crockpot ham girl. I’m whatever I need to be. I’m the filler, but I’m okay with that because both my sisters’ rolls are To. Die. For. and if you’ve ever had Lori’s cheesy potatoes or dirt cake or Mischa’s chicken noodle soup or caramels, you know why I go to Thanksgiving!
Can you list off every food present at your dinner like I can or does everyone bring something different and out of the Paula Dean cookbook? The menu never changes at my mom’s house which I’m plenty okay with. I don’t know about you, but I am not a fan of the “let’s-try-something-new” theory of Thanksgiving. No, I don’t want your peppered-apple-stuffed turkey loaf or your barbecued mince meat turducken. It’s Thanksgiving! I want normal turkey. End of story. Well, that and mashed potatoes, gravy, green bean casserole, relish tray, homemade rolls, corn, and salad. Oh, and pecan pie, please!
Thanksgiving is all about tradition to me. The food, the family, the little pilgrim statues your Aunt Martha unburies and dusts off out of the china cabinet – those are meant to stay the same. So few things in our world stay the same, but those should. We all need some things we can count on just like Uncle Harold falling asleep after dinner and your little brother going outside to avoid having to help with dishes. Like it or not, it’s a good feeling to know those people so well that you can smile when you see the day in your head. You can save the surprises for Black Friday! Lol.
I guess that’s just my 2 cents, and if you have a convincing argument, then break it out. I wanna hear it. Or if you’re with me and you have pics on your phone of the best family foods ever, post ‘em. I wanna see ‘em. And I promise to do the same.
Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone!
My friend used to say there’s a fine line between cocky and confident, but there’s also a fine line between overachieving and stupidity. It’s one thing to be an overachiever, but it’s a whole ‘nother when you make the rest of us look bad. If you’re making us look bad, you’ve probably forgotten the fine art of pj pants, laying on the couch, and peanut butter fudge ice cream. And people, we can’t have that!
It’s Monday. If you don’t have to, I recommend you hang like the turkeys do: the morning newspaper and a friend to share it with. If you can’t gobble up the newspaper with a cup o’ caffeine, well, you can always sneak a flask of Wild Turkey into the to-go cup (but you didn’t hear that from me). No drinking and turkey-ing though!
What do we love? FREE food, of course, from Firehouse Subs! Woo-hoo!
Have you been to Firehouse Subs yet? There’s one at Metro Crossing in Council Bluffs and one on 72nd Street in Omaha and a whole bunch of others all over the country.
So why am I pumping this? I got to go to this cool blogger thing where I got to try their 4 top-selling subs, drink whatever I wanted from the Coca-Cola Freestyle beverage supply with 140 drinks to pick from (I had me some grape Dasani and some to. die. for. homemade cherry limemade (omg!) if you’re curious), and listen to one of the co-founders of Firehouse Subs speak.
And here’s the great part:
1. he was funny as hell, a great guy,
2. he gave me gift cards to hand out to you! How freaking cool is that?
Now, I have been holding out on telling you about this because I wanted to wait and share during The 2nd Annual Blessed Turkey Project because, well, I like to reward good behavior and so does Firehouse Subs. Listen, people, this place makes awesome food and they do good things, which is a pretty hard combo to find (in a man, in a restaurant, or in America. Lol.).
I know I’m gushing, but this place was right up my alley, and I probably wouldn’t have tried it if I hadn’t been invited. First off, it’s a theme restaurant – everything’s decorated and named in honor of firefighters. Second, it’s not “just” a sub shop. They steam their meat and toast their bread (which I realized I happen to love). Third, they pride themselves on the meat and cheeses and breads they use. (Shout out to my livestock producers! We love to hear that!) Fourth, they donate a ton of cash to help fire stations and schools. (You can actually apply for grants for things like defibulators, etc.) Now, that means they are speaking my language on pretty much every front! Beef: check! Schools: check! Paying it forward: check!
I actually liked the place so much, the hubs had to try it. I think it’s the steaming that makes them different from other sub shops and their choice of toppings. I’m usually a plain person but I liked their combinations. You can’t go wrong with brisket, provolone, and BBQ. If you were wondering, the hubs is totally on board now, too. (I had to pry the gift cards out of his hand! Lol.) So here’s where you come in. Firehouse Subs and I want to reward you Blessed Turkeys out there! Unfortunately, I don’t have enough cards for everyone, but 4 lucky winners get gift cards to try out Firehouse Subs.
What do you have to do to be one of the top 4? It’s easy. It’s a mere 2-step process. If you aren’t already following my blog, click the follow key. Second, in the comment section below either tell what your greatest blessing is (what you’re most thankful for) or tell how you paid it forward this week. (Also be sure to leave an email if I don’t know already how to contact you.) I will have an impartial judge read through all the responses posted by 4pm on November 22 to find the best ones, and I will announce the winners so be sure to check back.