Thanksgiving Games
I hope everyone had a safe and happy extended holiday weekend. We sure did.
I was at a Thanksgiving dinner with about ten conservative Republicans and three normal people. The war or politics was not mentioned. Probably a good thing since it kept my mouth shut. Some who were there have in the past described themselves as, “Good Republicans”. Make of that what you will.
The surprisingly good news is that I didn’t drop the F-bomb at the gathering this year. I accidentally did last year, much to my chagrin. Well, you know, stuff happens.
Mr. Pop knew there was no way in hell I could watch the Cowboys football game without strafing the place with F-bombs, so we had a deal that we would leave the gathering of the family pilgrims and be back at the hotel in time to watch my game. We did.
We took a big slice of walnut, cranberry upside down cake with us from the feast. We went back to the hotel, changed into comfy clothes, fixed cocktails and kicked back with our cake, our cocktails and my game. Life was sweet!
And no, we didn’t participate in the national sport of trying to see who could buy the most junk for the least amount of money on Black Friday. As much as the media hyped the event, we remained on the sanity bench and avoided all personal contact with the masses. Getting up in the middle of the night and standing in line to get into a store, sounds like hellacious punishment to me. No thanks, none for me!
I was at a Thanksgiving dinner with about ten conservative Republicans and three normal people. The war or politics was not mentioned. Probably a good thing since it kept my mouth shut. Some who were there have in the past described themselves as, “Good Republicans”. Make of that what you will.
The surprisingly good news is that I didn’t drop the F-bomb at the gathering this year. I accidentally did last year, much to my chagrin. Well, you know, stuff happens.
Mr. Pop knew there was no way in hell I could watch the Cowboys football game without strafing the place with F-bombs, so we had a deal that we would leave the gathering of the family pilgrims and be back at the hotel in time to watch my game. We did.
We took a big slice of walnut, cranberry upside down cake with us from the feast. We went back to the hotel, changed into comfy clothes, fixed cocktails and kicked back with our cake, our cocktails and my game. Life was sweet!
And no, we didn’t participate in the national sport of trying to see who could buy the most junk for the least amount of money on Black Friday. As much as the media hyped the event, we remained on the sanity bench and avoided all personal contact with the masses. Getting up in the middle of the night and standing in line to get into a store, sounds like hellacious punishment to me. No thanks, none for me!
posted by pissed off patricia at 2:01 AM
24 Comments:
Glad you had a nice sane holiday PoP. We didn't shop either.
Sounds like you Thanksgiving dinner was similar to when we go out with folks here. All Republicans and even one pair of GOP Scientoligists! Madam doesn't allow me to bring up politics or religion nor to respond to the GOP jabs I get.
Wow, it must've took alot to keep quiet. I have trouble that way, especially being out here.
Funny about the day after thingy, wonder why fire marshalls only look the other way on that particular day?
Wonder how, from a young age on, I never fell under that spell, and am grateful I didn't! ; )
Good for you on all accounts. No cursing, no crazy shopping. I'd say you're the epitome of clean living.
Especially with that mix of football, cocktails and cake!
Okay, I wouldn't have watched football, but the cake and cocktails? I'm in!
"described themselves as, “Good Republicans”. Make of that what you will."
They don't leave until all the Kool aid is gone.
"The surprisingly good news is that I didn’t drop the F-bomb at the gathering this year"
LOL! What the F...was wrong with you?:) I tend to go your route - I don't go in F this and F that, out of respect for some one else's home, if nothing else. But when really important events happen, say a succulent piece of turkey drops on the floor and the dog sucks it up....there's really no other word that describes the situation accurately.:)
Such an event happened to me 18 years ago, and I was informed I was "dis-invited" to all future events. This year, for God only knows what reason, they called me and invited me!
Guess what I told them? They don't take it any better than they did 18 years ago.:) F 'em!
Republicans and normal people! Good republicans! I am roaring, about to wake the rest of the house by reading this post!
Sounds like one of my family gatherings, in which my brother and his wife (21 years older than me) and my nephews and their wives (my contemporaries) expound on all manner of things they do not only not know shit about, but then they do it in a manner that brooks no questions. Very Fox Newish/Repub.
I did not see them at Thanksgiving and although I love them, it is better that way and will remain so until at least November 2008.
The idea of comfy clothes and cake is appealing, like DCup, the football would be lost on me. But hey- if there are cocktails, I am in!
Imagine the early morning shoppers here in upstate NY, freezing their asses off at 4am so they can buy a tv or whatever. Ugh.
The only shopping I did was to go to the grocery store to buy a few supplies yesterday. That's the good life, retail free.
You are to be admired for your silence around all those "Good Republicans."
you are a brave and polite guest!
F* 'em, they won't listen/can't hear anyway!
Our across-the-street neighbor just got on my bad list; I refuse to speak to someone with the gall to shout me down in my own kitchen. It'll be a cold day on Venus before I invite him over for a drink again.
Yep, a ban on politics and religion for all large gatherings, it's what keeps things quiet.
Thanksgiving at our niece's, quiet day. It was so nice to just let all the politics go for a few days.
"A Day With a Bunch of Republicans" used to define all my holidays. One of the things I'm thankful for is that I'm now free from that obligation.
What do people talk about if they're not talking politics? Somehow everything seems to relate back to it for me. Glad you could have a good time and not drop the "F" bomb.
Luckily, the people I spend my time with over the holidays are not repubs. Lately, that doesn't seem to make much difference though. Bullshit is bullshit.
(Sorry for dropping the B-bomb!)
I am happy to say I had a totally different Thanksgiving this year. I went to Janet's daughter's house and her husband informed me he wants to take the family to a soup kitchen before Christmas to help serve and to expose themselves to the needs of others. It is of course possible that they are too unwealthy to be unworty. :)
This Black Friday thing?? I'm seeing it mentioned all over the blogosphere, but never heard of it before. Is that a Thanksgiving tradition? Start the Xmas shopping the Friday after Thanksgiving? Similar to the shopping frenzy the day after Xmas? How creepy.
Maybe politics was a more benign topic years ago, but seeing the way this country's being plundered by "good Republicans", it's hard for me to continue relationships, other than family ones, fortunately few and far between, with people who continue to support Shrub/Cheney et al. I figure they're in on the plundering. Or insane, or both.
I do have a dear friend who believes in a Higher Deity, which I do not espouse, but I just avoid religious themes around her.
boy, walnut cranberry upsidedown cake sounds wonderful!
Good for you for not shopping on Friday. The only things I bought were cleaning supplies and I only paid around $6 for them.
Okay, officially? You are a Living Saint.
I am guessing the term "good Republicans" is quite relative. Republicans from all subcategories of that party (i.e. fundamentalists, hawks, doves, fiscals, etc.) probably consider themselves better than those from other subcategories.
And I think I could safely bet that around 90% of them nowadays wouldn't be willing to admit there are any "good Democrats".
Don't know how you were able to survive the relatives, but glad you did. We managed to wriggle out of having to spend a miserable several days of Thanksgiving vacation with fundamentalist relatives. It would have been sheer torture, and I am so glad my younger daughter was able to get off work over the weekend so we could spend most of our time driving to Portland and back (260 miles each way) to get her home for a couple of days. All that time in the car was SO much better than hearing about the glory of God, about how we need to punish the Islamic world, how horrifying gay people are, why nobody should have to pay taxes, etc. ad nauseum.
I'm with you on "black friday." I can't see waiting in line at midnight for the privilage of buying a product.
I do most of my shopping on the internet. I live in Texas, where we have no state income tax but a bodaciously high sales tax, so it's usually cheaper for me to pay shipping than it is to pay the tax.
Well what is walnut crannberry cake like? Sounds yummy, never had any
I must have been drunk this morning, I could have sworn I wrote a comment here.
Anyway...I'm glad you had a great Thanksgiving and you didn't drop the F-bomb. I usually save my F-bombs for Christmas dinner.
That cake sounds amazing and now I'm going to go searching the internet for the recipe....so if I get fat, it's your fault.
I'm all caught up!
And, I've got a good reference for a house/petsitter for you, should the need ever arise and you feel compelled to pay airfare and $40/day in the future. I came home to a SPOTLESS house and happy animals!!! SQUEEEEE!
Thanksgiving without F-bombs? That would be like a Turkey without deliciously golden-crispy saturated fat-laden skin! I would DIE if I had to suffer T-day without a large arsenal of F-bombs and a matching arsenal of Chardonnay.
(Which is pretty much why we left the country this year, come to think of it.)
:-)
why would the Cowboys need F Bonbs, it was the Jets for petes sake.
Now playing my Brett this week is different
PoP, I'm not giving away the #1 reason you were able to avoid issuing at least one loud exclamation.
But, let's just say you must not have been suckered into reading the large, suitable-for-framing 50th Wedding Anniversary card, proudly shown by a certain party - and bearing the signature of the current resident of the WH! (Someone else had obviously requested it.)
Unaware of what all the fuss was about, I blurted out after seeing it, "I wonder who cranked up the signing machine!"
The quissical looks sent me racing back to the living room to join the other "normals." :-)
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