Mother: Everyone come to dinner
Father: Come on
everyone to the table
Mother: No really the table is set
Sister:
Don’t wait till it gets cold
Brother: But the game is on
Sister: If
you don’t get your big butt in here now…
Father: OK, we are coming
Brother:
Smells good
Cousin1: Smells great
Cousin2:
Can I help?
Sister: A little late for that
Aunt: Did
you put the gravy on before it is warm?
Uncle: Where is the scotch?
Aunt:
You’ve had enough
Uncle: Oh hush woman
Dad:
Everyone be seated
Uncle: Open that wine
Mother:
Here is the turkey
Brother: Wow
Cousin1:
Look at that bird
Aunt: Oh my
Uncle:
Where is my glass of Jim Beam?
Sister: Mother it all looks
wonderful
Father:
Uncle would you lead the prayer
Uncle: Sure, I’ll try
Aunt: Bow
your heads
Uncle: Oh heavenly father
Cousin2:
Don’t gender the Lord
Cousin1: We all know the Lord is a black lesbian
Brother:
Stop it you guys
Aunt: Let him finish or we will
never eat
Father:
Please continue
Uncle: Well bleesh this
gathering before your bounty
Aunt: Amen
Father: Thank you for your prayers before I carve the bird
Uncle: Did
I finish?
Mother: Amen
Brother:
Pass the rolls
Sister: Pass the green bean casserole
Cousin1:
Man did you see that pass
Cousin2: Sure did
Father: Does anyone
want the dark meat?
Sister: Wha?
Brother:
You heard him
Cousin1: Hehehehe
Cousin2:
Hehehehe
Mother: What are they talking
about?
Aunt: I’ll
have some mashed potatoes
Uncle: My glass is empty again
Mother: Father, turn
down the television sound
Brother: I want breast
Cousin1:
Hehehehe
Cousin2: Hehehehe
Sister:
You are not getting any
Brother: Tell mom and dad about the baby
Mother:
Wha?
Uncle: My glass is empty again
Father: Let us get back
to being thankful
Uncle: What about them caravan
folk?
Mother: Let us not go
there on this day of family gathering
Cousin2: We should just mow them
down
Sister:
That is horrible
Cousin1: That is what the president wants
Uncle: He
don’t know nothing
Aunt: Get him another glass
Brother:
Here you go Uncle
Aunt: Refill
Cousin1: They are just
coming here to take our jobs
Cousin2: And our women
Cousin1:
Oh yeah
Mother: Would anyone like a leg?
Brother:
Ask sister
Father: Now boys stop acting up
Cousin1:
Do you see what is happening on Instagram?
Cousin2: No, I’m watching videos of sister on Pinterest
Sister:
Wha?
And so it goes through the evening for the Thanksgiving meal
has become nothing but an electronic chat room.
The feast for Puppywoods will be:
·
Bag of Multi-grain bread
·
Bag of Pre-cut Turkey
·
Jar of Mayo
·
Box of stovetop stuffing
·
Jar of turkey gravy
·
Can of French-cut string beans
·
Can of cranberry sauce
·
Can of new potatoes
·
Container of pecan pie cup cakes
The Puppywoods process:
·
Place cranberry sauce can and pecan pie cup
cakes in the refrigerator overnite to chill.
·
Unwrap that little twisty thing on the bread and
pull out two slices. (Be sure to wrap it back up and re-twist so the bread
doesn’t go stale)
·
Pour the contents of the stovetop stuffing in a
skillet and heat (might want to check the instructions) Stir before the smoke
starts
·
Rip open the turkey slices (if it is age or just
the nutritional engineers manufacturing making childproof packaging, the e-z to
open never works)
·
Apply abundant amount of mayo on the both slices
of bread
·
Gently layer the turkey slices and cover with
black peeper.
·
Stir the stuffing for the fire engine just
arrived
·
Open the can of beans
·
Open the can of potatoes
·
Open the can of cranberry sauce
·
Throw some butter on the stuffing because butter
just makes it better.
·
Eat the turkey sandwich
·
Turn down the heat on the stuffing and cover
with the jar of gravy
·
Plop the potatoes and green beans into a pot and
heat (Beware: you have two pans going and you have already indulged into adult
beverages)
·
Turn off the stuffing and dump on a plate
·
Drop the cranberry cylinder on top
·
Mash together (sweet and salty)
·
Start shoveling the mixture in your face
·
Open some more refreshments to wash the
concoction down
·
Loosen pants
·
Look at the pecan tarts and wonder if they will
still be desirable?
·
Good time for a jog around the block, but alas the
drooping eyelids calls for a horizontal position
·
Before snoozing off, wonder if a cup of coffee
would help digest the sludge churning around in your tummy, but that will be
tomorrow’s challenge.
There is much to be Thankful for.
Be thankful I did not build a home in Paradise. Be thankful I did not build a home in
Panama City. Be thankful I lived
another year. Be thankful that most
of my friends also survived. Be thankful
for electricity. Be thankful for the
abundance that I don’t appreciate. Be
thankful that they are keeping the football away from him. Be thankful for fake news to challenge
your rational thinking. Be thankful for
the pretty joggers. Be thankful when
the construction noise ends. Be thankful
for fans in the summer and mister heat in the winter. Be thankful for money in the bank. Be thankful for multiple pairs of underwear. Be thankful to not have anyone to buy presents for the next
holiday. Be thankful for those weird
dreams. Be thankful that in a few
months of cold darkness, spring will arrive again. Be thankful the roof doesn’t leak. Be thankful to know your emotional limits. Be thankful your pants still fit. Be thankful the guy trying to sell you replacement windows calls on
the same number. Be thankful the
bike repair shop is within walking distance. Be thankful all your plumbing still works. Be thankful for hats. Be
thankful for long johns on a cold windy day. Be thankful for smiles. Be
thankful for full moons, owls and conversations with Rocky. Be thankful for toenail clippers. Be thankful for fire fighters. Be thankful mouthwash. Be thankful for waste disposal. Be thankful for NPR. Be thankful for
guitars, drums and keyboards. Be
thankful the television is not plugged in. Be thankful for pockets. Be
thankful for toilet paper. Be thankful
for sunshine and shadows. Be thankful
for imagination. Be thankful for air
and water and gravity. Be thankful.
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