How was your Thanksgiving? We enjoyed ours. I can’t really remember what we did, but I definitely remember there was something fun about it.
Thanksgiving is a lot about food. I remember when I was a stay-at-home mom. I was so much better at food then. I had actual recipes with fairly long lists of ingredients I liked to make. I remember a pumpkin torte that involved multiple layers. I also made this fruit salad that Scott liked. The fruit was covered in a homemade custard sauce that involved tempering egg yolks. I tempered eggs? I did. Or, maybe that was just a dream.
This year, I worked late the night before Thanksgiving. Scott came through for me, and bought a cheese tray, hard salami and a veggie platter for his side of the family’s celebration. I did manage to make some cookies Thanksgiving morning, but that’s it. That’s all I got.
For my side of the family, I brought nothing. You’re welcome guys. Hope you liked it.
Olivia had her heart set on Black Friday shopping this year. My mom and two sisters and niece and I all decided we’d spend a few hours joining the fun on Friday morning. And, it definitely was fun. Especially, if you think fun is like jumping off the high dive into a pool of sharp knives. It was definitely THAT kind of fun.
I don’t know why people do it.
I felt so overwhelmed. I just kept giving myself small goals. Like, looking for the closest open chair. One time I just sat right down on the carpeting while Olivia sorted through a giant trash heap of items on sale. Another time, I sat on a pile of jeans.
My mom wandered off on her own. She told us she got side tracked picking up after a tornado that must have gone through the Boston Store’s shoe department. She couldn’t help herself. It looked like those workers needed some disaster relief volunteers. My mom also found an empty beer bottle in one of the dressing rooms, among all the other wrappers, discarded clothing and empty soda cups. Black Friday is just a classy thing.
Olivia found a couple of good deals during our shopping trip, and she probably could have shopped all day, but she knew the rest of us were getting weak. We lasted until lunch.
Eddie, Zeke and their cousin, Caleb, went out for Black Friday shopping on Thursday night. Caleb asked my boys to do this with him. Caleb thought it might be fun. I told Caleb his cousins are really bad shoppers, and I couldn’t really remember Eddie ever shopping on purpose before. Caleb had confidence they would have fun. So, I believed him. I gave my boys money, and I told them to pick up some Christmas presents.
Their first stop was McDonald’s. Eddie asked the McDonald’s employee if they had any Black Friday specials on chicken. The guy said he was sorry, but everything was just regularly priced. He did offer Eddie this special grocery bag. So, that’s really nice.
Friday night, the cousins played “Pit”. Do you remember that game? We used to love playing it when I was a teenager, now my kids do too. “3,3,3”, “2,2,2”!!!
Saturday, Zeke and Eddie and the other wrestlers on their team, scrimmaged some other wrestling teams. Some of us parents went and watched, because we’re sick like that. Zeke, Eddie and Scott are all on the same team now. This has never happened before. I’m excited to watch these boys I love do what they love this winter.
After the scrimmage, we went to see a dog at the humane society. This dog was a precious little thing that someone posted a picture of on my Facebook timeline. We loved this dog right away. We’ve never been to the humane society. Olivia, Zeke and I were super excited to go, because we just love dogs about more than anything else I can think of. But, guess what? The humane society isn’t a happy place. We couldn’t get the dog we saw, because Reggie needs to be neutered. I know. I know. You’re going to tell me we should have done that already. Let’s talk about that later.
Right now, I want to tell you that if you think going to the humane society sounds like a neat thing to do some time, you need to know it isn’t. I’m not sure why I didn’t know that. The humane society, by definition, is a place for dogs without homes. Each dog is contained in a little pen, and they bark and bark and bark. Olivia and I made the mistake of going back and seeing these dogs. We couldn’t talk for an hour after we saw these dogs. We were both so sad.
Olivia’s channeling her sadness by making plans for a her future. She’s going to start her own shelter where the dogs have much more comfortable accommodations. She said she is going to also provide care and activities for kids with special needs to interact with these dogs. She seems really passionate and certain. I asked her if I could come work for her, and she said she was already planning on it. Maybe that trip to the humane society wasn’t wasted after all.
Saturday night, the boys were gone, and Scott built a fire for Olivia and me. Do you know how lazy I am in the evenings? Really, really lazy. I have a lot of friends who get very productive in the late evenings. I don’t.
We sat by the fire and watched, “Nebraska”. Have you seen that movie? The whole thing is in black and white. I thought it would annoy me, but it didn’t. We really liked this movie. Even Scott said it was very good. I don’t remember the last time Scott gave a movie a favorable review. The main character in “Nebraska” was a nice guy, and he did nice things without expecting anything nice in return. What’s not to like about that? It was really nice.
I was thinking that after the movie I should probably try to be productive, but then I decided I’d better lay on the couch some more. I read my book, and I watched Olivia and Scott perform. They were dancing to, and singing “Fancy”, by Ziggy Azalea. They wouldn’t stop, even when I asked them to, and that’s why I think they deserve to have me post part of their performance. I wish you could have seen the whole thing.
I know you’re going to tell me you didn’t know Scott was such a good singer. Well, he is. He’s thought about pursuing a singing career. It’s just that we kind of need his insurance.
Sunday we went to church, watched Olivia play basketball, and Zeke and Olivia decorated the tree. Eddie and Scott are the world’s worst at celebrating holidays. I don’t know how to make them care, because the really just don’t. I’m not sure if that’s something they can take medicine for, or if they just are going to live the rest of their lives like that, but they seem happy enough.
So, I guess that’s that. You know Christmas is coming at us like a freakin’ freight train. I think someone should embroider THAT saying on a holiday pillow. I’d totally buy one of those.