I am being forced to spend Thanksgiving at my father’s. I’m hoping this can be accomplished without any fights or tension. There is also no alcohol at my father’s (this is good, no need to add liquor onto the smoldering atmosphere). On Friday I’m making my dinner with my family at my house. There will be:
Ham
Turkey
Collard Greens
Mac 'n cheese
French apple pie
Candied yams
Sauteed mushrooms
Pumpkin pie
Homemade bread
Two kinds of stuffing
Beer
Wanna come? You’ll have to deal with the very large mess that is a permenant fixture in my apartment and you’ll have to be very entertaining to make up for the very bad day I’m going to have on Thanksgiving. Oh, and don’t tell hubby I invited you all, just act as if you were passing by.
Biggirl - I would LOVE to come more than anything, but I’m heading to Boston on Friday.
But can I come to your father’s on Thursday? You can introduce me as the kids’ nanny or the maid or something. Having some weird stranger present would make your relatives behave and I’ll bring a hidden flask so we can take pulls between bites.
I would come, but I have to drive my friend to the tri-rail station so she can get home. Sorry, would you like this jello mold in place of my presence?
Dem That Celia Cruz. Bring the albums and we can all look at them and marvel at past technology. Although, I do have a turntable, the needle has been busted for over 7 years and I can’t seem to get it fixed.
Sax My family already thinks I have to many friends that are, um, melanin challenged as it is. I don’t need another reason to start fighting with them. But I’m sure I’ll be missing that flask.
hypergirl Does the mold have little peices of canned peaches suspended inside? Yum! And what the hell is a tri-rail?
I would love to come. Hopefully my Lear Jet purchase will be completed by that time, if not we will just have to put off this little get together until it is.
Can I bring my cat? I have promised her some quantity time with me. She doesn’t like anyone but me, she bites, she is antisocial with everyone but me, but other than that she is a cutie pie.
I can bring the cranberry sauce. Plus how about some black olives to put on our fingers.
I say to myself at least once a week, I say “Self, always preview.” But do I listen to myself? Huh? What’d I just say?
Deb Don’t worry about the jet, I’ll send the chinook that I got from the army navy store. My monkey butler will pilot. My cat is too disdainful to hate anyone. Plus, she has gained a whole lot of weight. I don’t know how this happened since when she is not sitting around looking like a haughty black and white valise, she is busy looking for inaccessable places to puke. You bring the olives and I’ll bring the Bugle corn chips. That way we can alternate for that festive party look.
Zoggie Finally, a guest. They’ll be no need to watch a t.v. show. Everyone in my family wants to be a millionaire.
Hmmm, I’ve been called on spelling in the last two threads i checked. What does that mean? Obviously it means I need to drink more beer to forget about my pathetic spelling. Ah yes, beer. That’s what we’ve been forgetting!
Cruz…Cruz…Cruz… I was thinking it, it just didn’t come out like that…