Tag Archives: Thanksgiving

Mexican Thanksgiving

Be sure at the very least to click on the photo of Sandy in the turquoise shirt to see the bonus view in the mirror.

Matt wants to know what we are going to do with all the leftover turkey. In past years, I’ve used it to make turkey and dressing and cranberry sandwiches. Yum. When we were young, we made them on my mom’s rolls–made extra large for this express purpose. This year, however, I went to a restaurant with five friends. The meal was the traditional turkey, dressing, potatoes and gravy, sweet potatoes and cranberry sauce, but the salad and desserts were works of art. The dessert was pumpkin pie, a pumpkin swirl cake and a pumpkin puree with raspberry sauce. Followed by an amaretto foamy iced drink that was to die for. Love the photo of Sandy that somehow captured all of our reactions in the mirror.  That was good fortune, not planned.

For Daily Inkling.

Luck

Luck

I am grateful for my life,
fluid and oblong
and gold.

I keep looking
for the reason why,

when it might have been static
and gray
with jagged edges.

The prompt words today are grateful, fluid, oblong and gold.  Here are the links, in case you want to play along and use one or more for motivation! As usual, I’ve used all four.

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/11/22/rdp-thursday-grateful/
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/11/22/fowc-with-fandango-fluid/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/11/22/oblong/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/11/22/your-daily-word-prompt-gold-November-22-2018/

Thanksgiving Reflections: Waiting to Be Fed

IMG_5805Waiting to be fed.

When I was a kid at summer camp, we used to sing a song in the mess hall as we sat waiting for our food to be served.  It went, “Here we sit like birds in the wilderness, birds in the wilderness, birds in the wilderness. Here we sit like birds in the wilderness, waiting to be fed.”  It never failed to amuse us.  For seven years as a camper and two as a counselor, I joined in the refrain and sure enough, the food always eventually came through.

Now, at 2 p.m. on Thanksgiving Day, 2017, the strains of that line of music keep weaving their way through my thoughts.  By some strange series of misunderstood communications, I actually have two dates for a turkey meal—both at the same restaurant, but with different groups of friends and at different times––one at 3, the other at 6:30.  I could relate the weird facts of how this came to be, but suffice it to say it wasn’t my fault and that yes, I’ve cancelled one of them.  Sort of. At any rate, I’m saving myself for that meal and although I went grocery shopping this morning, mainly for the cats and dogs, I had unusual restraint in not buying any junk food, no matter how healthy it presented itself to be.  The naughtiest items I purchased were whole wheat bread, low fat thin rice cakes and apples. I splurged on Fancy Feast for Annie, who has been staging a hunger strike since I got home, and got 60 packets of kitten food which should last the other cats a few days and I will probably feed them the Fancy Feast as well, after Annie turns her nose up at it.  I, for one, am fasting until tonight’s meal, doing penance before the act.  Tomorrow I start my new diet.

IMG_2825Also waiting to be fed.

In case you missed it, HERE is my Thanksgiving post from a few days ago of images of Thanksgivings present and past.

 

 

Black Friday

public domain photo

Black Friday

Yesterday you masticated
until appetites were sated.
Then certain relatives orated,
argued, harangued and debated—
their monologues all unrelated.

Trapped, you were all educated
in what they sanctioned, what they hated.
Admit it, weren’t you elated,
when that last politician was rated,
and the last argument abated?

Once all your visitors were gated,
those final good-byes terminated,
and their ills excoriated,
you could prepare for what was fated.
Your choice was unequivocated.

Now that you’d heard and eaten all,
Tomorrow, you’d consume the mall.

 

Black Friday is the day following Thanksgiving Day in the United States (the fourth Thursday of November). Since 1932, it has been regarded as the beginning of the Christmas shopping season in the U.S., and most major retailers open very early (and more recently during overnight hours) and offer promotional sales.

The prompt today is “sated.”

Happy Thanksgiving!!

Happy Thanksgiving!
IMG_8682IMG_8683IMG_8681IMG_8685IMG_8686IMG_8690IMG_8691IMG_8694

I think I like decorating for a dinner party as much as the party itself!  Here are the goofy decs for my party–bar on the patio not yet set up as there is supposed to be a tropical storm hitting at 3 a.m.  Let’s hope it stages a Patricia!  The turkeys on the backs of the cow are a takeoff of cattle egrets that pick ticks off the backs of cows and also pick through their manure for edibles…My little Thanksgiving weird humor.  Nineteen now expected for Thanksgiving comida…All will share by bringing a side dish–all of the usuals.  Hope you have a happy day.  Judy

Thanksgiving Insurance

IMG_8614

Thanksgiving Insurance

As I pat butter on the turkey,
all my dogs get extra lurkey.

But when they get my sound rebuffing,
they develop interest in the stuffing.

So what solution do I tout?
Stuffing goes in. The dogs go out!!!

 

To read a about and join in on Shelter Love’s Prompt, go here:https://chicprune.wordpress.com/2014/11/11/shelter-love/

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/literate-today/