Shut Up And Eat Yer Damn Turkey

I’m finding it hard to get in the swing of Thanksgiving this year.  Probably because Christmas started 2 weeks ago.  

What is with people putting up Christmas trees by November 10th? 

It’s not time yet, people, the turkeys were still alive, we were still eating Halloween candy and people were putting up their Christmas trees left and right.

 

 

 

I think that people are starting to have less impulse control than before.

 

 

 

Adults act like kids who can’t wait for treats.  My theory is it is because of our smartphones.  Think about it, we don’t have to wait for anything anymore.  If I wanna know the lyrics to a song playing on the radio in carpool?  I see them before the kids are in the car.  Wanna know current events in Ferguson (don’t get me started, really, too late) well, there they are at the tips of my fingers, again before the kids get in the car from carpool.

I mean what the heck?

 

 

 

Actually, I sound cranky.  

To be honest, I’m having a difficult time embracing this holiday with the Ferguson thing going on and knowing that so many Americans are unhappy, which isn’t even strong enough a word for what they feel.   I’m worried about the talk around the Thanksgiving table because there will at least be a few stupid remarks made.  

 

 

 

Al is coming at 10 a.m. and we have already determined to keep our mouths shut and eat turkey.

Our Thanksgiving mantra is,

SHUT UP AND EAT YER DAMN TURKEY!

So, I’m going to try right now, since I work a whole lotta my shit out in my blog, to think of things I’m thankful for…..

1. The kids are GREAT, mine and Al’s.  Healthy and happy with good sense of humors and a sense of social responsibility.  Ahem.
2. I’m not poor.  I don’t have any money but I’m not poor.  I have healthcare and nobody is denying me anything.
3. My biggest problem really is my big ass.  Which is entirely in my control.  Which means that I am luckier than almost everyone else in the world.  Luckier.  I don’t deserve my life and my good fortune.  
4. I’m thankful that I recognize that my good fortune is because I’m lucky and not because I deserve it.  (I’ve had a little too much Facebook, y’all.)
5. I’m thankful that I’m not married anymore to a man that wasn’t my friend.
6. I’m thankful that I’ve found love that is real and mutual. 
7. I’m thankful that this stupid long distance relationship has an end date.

 I would like to say that I’m thankful that I’m not having to protest, rebuild a city or a small business, or grieve a child but it goes so far beyond that I can’t even…  Plus it is so condescending to the people that are having to do that that it is just plain rude.   I guess I would just like to say that I recognize that there are so many people in our country that can’t sit like I can tomorrow and eat more food than is good for me.  Again, not because I am deserving but because I was born into a white, middle class family that made sure I went to college and had every opportunity.  I have never felt the sting of discrimination (some because of my gender, but I can handle it) and every little thing I have ever wanted to do was a possibility for me.  Life is never easy for anybody, but some of us sure started with a leg up. 

So, as usual, I worked my shit out in the blog and know now what I can be thankful for in the midst of this American tragedy.  I’m thankful for the possibility that this horrible situation will cause positive change and shine a light on the feelings of the oppressed in our country.

That was a hard one.  Whew.

 

 

That’s it.