First, I think I win the award for longest blog title thus far.
Second, this is a brief and humorous overview of our otherwise boring and uneventful Thanksgiving. When you come from a very small family (on both sides) when some sides aren't talking to each other, or everyone lives far away you may spend your holiday time finding other entertainment. It is in no way a reflection that I am not very thankful in every way.
I had visions of my entertainment. Starting off with sleeping in, possibly some shopping, lots of wine, lots or reading and some extra time of bike riding and working out EVERY day. Maybe a chick flick in there, and even a possible spa appointment with my leftover Mother's Day facial gift certificate. That was the vision...
Where there is a vision there is always reality.
I did get a haircut, and all the necessary groceries, vowing I would not go to the grocery store on Thanksgiving day because we weren't having dinner that day. I then had one small fry tell me HE NEEDED to get the wild turkey for dinner and so we had to go out and TRY. What time do you try and hunt for turkeys you ask? Let me tell you, 5 AM in the morning. So we pack up, turkey call in hand, camo, gas station donuts and cheez its and head out.
I don't get a workout in because while exiting the booth at happy hour, I twisted my knee (that already gives me problems) and ended up icing it for a whole night and taking it easy (so I could get up at AM for turkey calling)
Turkey day comes, when we ALL plan to go hunting so I don't plan ANY cooking. I forgot one important thing though, to let Big Fry know. Lumbering upstairs he asks, "when is turkey". Ooops. Needless to say he is a little miffed-I guess a 13 year old really looks forward to EATING on Thanksgiving. We pacify him with beef wellington-way harder then a dang turkey, AFTER out hunting.
Instead of shopping, it is out for day two of hunting AT 5 AM. No luck, I again thank my lucky stars we are not pioneers. We would be praire or hills dust if we were.
And now I am down to one ay left with DINNER to cook tomorrow as Nana arrives. And then already back to work.
So here I am no facial, no extra workout, no chick flick and TOO much wine that made me to tired to read at night, and really needing those workouts.
But here is the reality...I spent two mornings in absolute silence, no phone, no traffic, side by side with a small fry. One of the days so absolutely beautiful with an overcast sky and big, fat snowflakes drifting down through the pines, watching deer run away from us, and hearing the excitement in his voice. I couldn't have taken a picture that did the moment justice.
I also trudged myself off to the very expensive movie theater for Big Fry to meet a "friend" and was instantly aware of what being a 13 year old girl feels like all over again. LIKE INSTANTLY. And now I am doing all the indoor work while hubby works on a fort for small fry before he heads off for hunting. AGAIN.
There it is, being the token female in an all male house. Quite a bit to be thankful for. Don't worry, I am shooting for the facial at Christmas.
3 comments:
oh my gosh, Cher, this story was priceless. you DO win an award for being the only person I know that actually included SHOOTING THE TURKEY in her/his plans for thanksgiving. that is magic, whether it worked out or not.
as for the facial, well, there's plenty of time for that when your all-man household goes to college :)
happy post-holiday!
I hope you get the facial before college!
You are my hero for getting up at 5am. TWICE.
I hope Boston is the reward you so deserve. :-)
you are the best. i do wish you would have gotten the turky. tell the boys there are 30 wild turkeys up the road from us and i almost run them over every day. next year, mitchell is your place for turkey day. :)
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