'Murican Thanksgiving

I plan on celebrating this year by working a dayshift in healthcare, then helping clean up the carnage in a retail store after the "black friday" nonsense. Should be loads of fun.

 

I'm convinced that the Army has some sort of grudge against me in regards to Thanksgiving. Out of the 12 years I've been in, I've been home for less than half of them, and this year is no exception. So I will spend this Thanksgiving across the country from family in a hotel, being thankful that at least I'm not in a middle eastern country this time. Anyone know any restaurants that serve a half decent thanksgiving meal?

 

My son drives trains for Conrail and just got bumped onto a job that has to work Thursday. Thanksgiving breakfast has been canceled and we have no contingency plan. To hell with it. I think I'll leave for Florida a few hours earlier than originally intended. There's a Texas Roadhouse just over the Kentucky border. Think I'll have dinner there.

 

road trip!

 

So who's game?

 

Oh that reminds me of bingo in rehab. The old ladies were ruthless.

 

Naw. Just prescription drugs.

 

No booze on thanksgiving is like no tinsel on Christmas.
What is wrong with people? <--- phrase of the day

 

We don't do tinsel. While it's darn amusing to have sparkly turds in the yard, removing it from a Newfie ass is something I never need to do again.
I'll make up for it with extra booze, with luck I can be someone's drunk uncle.

 

Point taken.

 

Your oblations do not go unnoticed...

The T-Lord will be here soon!
Gobble your prayers while you still can.

 

I agree with you wholeheartedly. My family (and Eden's family) does not. Luckily, I have friends to hang out with after the family gatherings (one of my favorite traditions at home was going out and drinking with friends on Christmas Eve...even if it made Christmas morning a bit of a struggle )

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I need to buy foodstuffs tonight. I found a stuffing recipe that sounds yummy, but I may need to improvise on the dry bread thing. Anyway, not looking forward to venturing out into the madness. At least I can get through it by telling myself I won't have to leave the house again until Monday (not counting Thanksgiving dinner, that is.)

 

I went out to the store earlier and it was a madhouse. Not only that but they had run out of some things I needed at the first place so I had to drive to another frigging store and deal with their bullshit. I'm done.

 

And now my lovely and loving DIL still wants to keep the Thanksgiving Breakfast tradition alive. The party goes on, though my son won't be there. I'll still be basking in the Florida sun sometime Friday afternoon. I'll likely pass on the steakhouse, though, and punish myself with a stop at a Waffle House instead.

 

An "oldie but goodie" that I first saw on the internet somewhere around 2002 probably. Converted from a huge BMP to a much better JPG.

 

I liked your "make your own rolls" part of your post, snowy. (also, the savory pie sounds nom)
Your m-i-l sounds like a grade-A bitch.

Somehow, everybody is coming to my house for Thanksgiving. Wtf?


/needs more rolls, unfortunately store bought