Nov 28 2008
Happy Un-Thanksgiving To All Of You
I took the howliday of… because that’s what I wanted to do (In fact, I take many days off because that’s what I want to do… but shhhhhhhh don’t tell my boss, she’ll be angry!)
That being said, I hope all of you were able to grit your teeth and get through the howliday. Hopefully, Aunt Ophelia didn’t drink too much wine and start stripping to Tom Jones music in the kitchen (I hate it when that happens!) and hopefully Grandpa’s farts weren’t to noxious this year. You never can tell, what with the green bean casserole and all.
I enjoyed a pretty uneventful day. We ate dinner, didn’t much talk and then went into different rooms to watch television…. depressing really, but at least no one wanted to play charades.
Today, “Black Friday” the holiest of shopping days was spent inside… I didn’t want to get trampled by the put bulls out there today. Though, I’m sure I missed lots of bargain shopping (I do love me some bargain shopping!). Oh well, I don’t have the money to throw away on a new television, even if it is half-off!
So, I spent the day sending writing submissions off to various literary journals and magazines… hoping that maybe this time someone will publish me. We shall see…..
For today’s writing assignment, I want you to do something fun! Tell me something you are NOT thankful for and you may do it in any form. I figured you’ve all done the thankful thing at the behest of your mothers-in-law and would enjoy the opportunity to talk about what you are not thankful for.
I am not thankful for an economy that is trying to drag me down. I am also not thankful for indigestion.
- Happy Un-Thanksgiving To All Of You
- Hi Friends!!! I WELCOME all of you to my new Blog Dedicated to Cricket!
- Happy Memorial Day to All
- “But that’s not the way MOM used to do it”- A dedication to all of HIS moms on Mother’s Day and all the joy they have brought women across the nation.
- A Special Appeal to All of My Fine Friends:

I am not thankful for the couple that lives above us in our apartment complex. They’re loud, and by loud I mean they play horrible music and stomp around like beached whales on too much nitrous oxide. They have a little yapper dog whom they let crap anywhere without picking up after the pint-sized, potential organic soccer ball, and they left their McCain/Palin sticker on their car.
I am NOT thankful for cranberry sauce. I don’t mind cranberry juice, in my vodka but I don’t want sauce next to my turkey :)