Things I learned this Thanksgiving

Chandler Bing and I have the same attitude about Thanksgiving. We would like to avoid it because we associate it with shittastic things. So usually around this time of the year, I’m anxious, having nightmares, and am just a moody pain in the ass. Oh and my Dad’s side of the family isn’t really close so it just adds to the drama.

But this year wasn’t so bad. Mainly because this year there was no pretext of having my father’s side of the family get together. Okay in a way that is sad, but seriously, SO MUCH ANGST AND DRAMA was avoided. Yes. I mean if you live in the same town as people and they can’t be bothered to contact you and hang out with you AND they talk shit behind your back (and occasionally to your face), then they’re not really people who like or love you very much.

sooooooooooooooo

It was all good. Here are the things I learned.

1. Having a double whammy fluid behind the ear and swimmer’s ear in the same ear is one of the seven circles of hell. It hurt. It made it hard to sleep. Then when I finally got so exhausted I couldn’t take it anymore, I would manage to pass out. It’s better now. They still feel weird. I might have to go back.
2. Family is the people who love you and not necessarily the people who are your grandparents’ children and grandchildren. BUDDHA CAT FOREVERZ!
3. Sometimes things work out the way they should instead of how you predict
4. I am able to cook something that is tasty and won’t cause food poisoning. WOO! I made Pioneer Woman’s Macaroni and Cheese. I altered it slightly. I used penne pasta instead of macaroni. I also used half sharp cheddar and half a cheddar/Monterey Jack blend. Other than that, it was just like the recipe. Here is a picture
5. Cats go batshit crazy over Christmas trees

Wordless Wednesday- Creepy Baby Jesus

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his is part of the nativity scene in my town. The baby Jesus they use gives me nightmares.

Veteran’s Day

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his is my father’s passport pictures. He was either in his late teens or early 20s. He got this passport when he was in the Air Force. My father’s father and several uncles were also veterans.

Remember

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we
lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies
grow
In Flanders fields.
— Lt.-Col. John McCrae (1872 – 1918)

Sunday

Yeah I’ve been all sad and blue and blah blah blah but then it just suddenly gets better. Or I just got tired of being sad or hit rock bottom.

1. Conan is here. CONAN IS HERE!!! You know I saw him in concert, right? And he sent me some nifty swag, too. yee haww. I’m ready for some goofy tv.

2. The Arkansas Supreme Court ordered new hearings in the West Memphis 3 case. I’m stunned.

Mr. McCance, You are a douchebag

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an when Mr.Sulu calls you a douchebag. You know you’ve hit a low.