Reflections on Thanksgiving weekend.

On this day we call Black Friday, a day upon which approximately 347,892,491 people will be out practicing capitalism in my suburb alone…a day upon which, if you venture outside your home you will wait through 15 changes of each stoplight before getting through any intersection (**note: this may be an exaggeration, but only a slight one**), I offer these thoughts:

The weather outside is frightful.

 

Note the change from balmy (yesterday) to frigid (today). No snow yet, but the salt trucks have been zipping past our house regularly, indicating frozen roadways. I’m not complaining. I’m staying home today, and frigid weather is perfectly appropriate for the first day we break out the Christmas music.

Vegan-sensitive Thanksgiving dinner was a success.

Witness Middle’s work of art, the vegan pecan pie. Beautiful and delicious. It must be stated that the credit for the success of the vegan dinner largely goes to her willingness to dine solely upon roasted brussel sprouts, whole wheat rolls, and mashed potatoes containing rice milk and fake butter. She was a real sport, and, as always, great fun to cook with.

Pride and Prejudice makes for a perfect amusement post-Thanksgiving dinner.

 

The Colin Firth and Jennifer Ehle version, obviously. We’ve read and watched this masterpiece often enough that we quote along with most of the dialog – even The Boy, who was quite an anomaly in his senior English class, as the only male who appreciated the brilliantly subtle humor in the novel. And, as this film version is a 5 1/2-hour extravaganza, we’ve got a couple hours to look forward to yet today.

“Good God, Darcy, I wouldn’t be as fastidious as you for a kingdom.”

Silent Football. 

If you’ve never played this cross between hot potato, charades, and parliamentary procedure, I suggest you find a group of people today and do so. No equipment necessary, other than a delight in the absurd and the ability to both follow rules and talk your way out of having not followed them. Do a Google search for the rules, which are as arbitrary as each individual group makes them. Our nephew introduced us to this delight last evening at our traditional “turkey leftovers and ridiculous games” night. It was so much fun I didn’t even notice that I was miraculously awake and laughing at 9:30 pm.

Hoping all my blogging friends are enjoying this weekend as much as I am!

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