Thanksgiving is Around the Corner

Thanksgiving is right around the corner.

Oh my, what am I saying?

Thanksgiving is not around the corner…

it's at my house, so I better get my rear in gear...

which means shopping with all the other rears running around Stop and Shop.  

For some reason I end up grocery shopping 

during high traffic times 

you know...

when every Uncle Tom, Cousin Dick and Aunt Harriet are bumping carts into each other. 

(excuse me, so sorry, pardon me,

GET OUT OF MY WAY)

I  enjoy hosting Thanksgiving dinner. 

I love the holiday that focuses on food and family. 

 Ahhhh….comfort food.   

Nothing says "love" like a heaping plate full of 

turkey, stuffing and fix-ins.  

more, please.

And nothing says "Stuffed" like a 

few trips around the buffet.

 With the Thanksgiving dinner 

there are no surprises…

unless when you check your 22 pound turkey and find out 

your oven stopped working half way through (surprise)

and you have to call your neighbor (surprise) 

to use their oven.

(thank you, PattyO)

I find it nice that the meal is the same every year…

folks really don't want you to cook 

outside the recipe box.

They are not looking for fancy chef pants 

foie gras recipes..just their favorites.

This year I was thinking of adding carrots to the menu…

for PaulA. 

(I'm going for "Wife of the Year" award. I hope he nominates me.)  

I've never been a big fan of cooked carrots 

even though I know they are good for my eyesight. 

I just don't see why PaulA likes them…

but now I'm figuring out I need to start eating them, 

that way I'll be able to clearly see 

why he likes them so much.

I actually found a recipe 

that has carrots cooked in a whiskey glaze.  

Lordy, who thinks to add Jack Daniels to food?

I'm guessing either a pure genius, booze hound, or redneck.

Whiskey sounds like a miracle ingredient…

I have no trouble seeing that.

The recipe calls for a 1/2 cup of Jack.  

Not sure what that equals in shots…you do the math,

but it could be dangerous.  

I might have to insist that those eating the carrots 

be over 18. 

may I see your I.D. pleeease

Last thing I need is for my youngest niece,

 Olivia's clear eyes to glaze over 

and have her head fall into her mashed potatoes

after eating my whiskey carrots.

Anywhooooo…

Chelsea, Colin and Brianna 

may have graduated from college, 

but they aren't ready to graduate from the Kid's table. 

Actually all the "kids" have a self-imposed banishment 

from the adult table.

whaaat, are we that boring? 

Our 3 are on the older end of the cousin train, 

but they are all aboard that train when it comes to riding with their cousins.  

Back in the day, during our First Thanksgiving…

not the pilgrims and indians 

(but the family elders and little indians)…

we made the adult/kid table split.

We weren't trying to ban the kiddos from the main table…

it was all a matter of numbers.

We couldn't get 22

people around our dining room table.  

Hence, the creation of the Kid's table.  

Seeing we are all about tradition…

we don't plan on messing with the kid's table,

except maybe to call it the "cousin's table."  

In case you are wondering...

I'm still sitting at the "adult table." 

Although, if I eat too many whiskey glazed carrots…

I could get a little randy...

and

I might be asked to leave.

Gotta get my rear in first gear.

Now that I remembered Thanksgiving is at my house 

and not around the corner…

I better get busy.

Many Sides to Kim Kardashian

There are many sides to Kim Kardashian…

and thanks to her recent exposure in Paper Magazine, 

the world has seen them all…

namely 

her back side and front side.

(And to think we thought she was overexposed before this.)

Gotta give the girl credit…

she actually tried to break the internet.

Unfortunately for Kim, 

she came down on the dark side of FAIL.

Don't you just hate it when you 

try to break the internet…

and the dang thang won't break?

Even after stripping down…

being photographed naked, 

with her massive ass sunny side up,

the internet continues to chug along.

(Next time Kim might want to try putting the internet between her buttocks 

and give it a good squeeze...

that just might break it.)

So what happened after K.K. tried to break the internet?

She became the butt of all jokes.

ba dum dum

I like to look on the bright side...

 parodies like these 

have me splitting a side 

from laughter.

Time to take out the trash.

Anywhooooo…….

Kim may be a thorn in our pop culture side,

 but for some reason many continue to be fascinated by her. 

Kim knows what side her bread is buttered on, 

so she must feel like she has to keep revealing more and more of herself.

(She probably used the same butter for her photo shoot. 

I'm pretty sure her ass isn't that shiny in real life.)

Some might want to scold Kim, 

up one side and down the other,

 for deciding to do the photoshoot.

I'm thinking she just woke up one day on the wrong side
of the West bed and didn't give it any thought.

I come down on the side of 

K.K. ignorance...
she should have erred on the side of caution. 

Luckily, 
time (along with oil) is on Kim's side...
before some other attention-seeking publicity stunt
grabs the spotlight.

Apparently, some people will do anything for attention…

pose necckked

write blogs…...

(See ya on your flip side, Kim.)

Thank You Veterans

Today we are grateful for the dedicated service

of the U.S. Veteran Men and women.

We can't thank them enough for their

courage, dedication, and loyalty 

to our country. 

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(I'll stop here.)

Let's

raise the red, white, and blue,

strike up the marching band,

and start the parade

as 

we salute 

and 

celebrate 

our U.S. Veterans.

Anywhooo......

A special shout-out to my father today...

retired U.S. Air Force.

one more...

Thank YOU.

Brianna, "Maiden of Honor"

Behind every bride is the
Maid of Honor
aka 
MOH.

Behind 
(and just before) 

Chelsea-the-Bride
was her sister, 
Brianna...

Chelsea's
calming,

reassuring and

supportive

MOH.

I actually prefer to call Bri 

Maiden of Honor.

"Maiden" makes me think of 

fair maiden 

and Brianna is by far, 

the fairest of all maidens.

If you've ever been a MOH before…

you know the role is a BIG one.

You are the bride's 

counselor, 
confidant, 
cheerleader

and 

bouquet caddie.

The MOH does whatever it takes 

to make 

the bride happy. 

Anywhoooo.....

Rewind -----> 12 years ago.

Chelsea was turning16.
and Brianna, age 11, 
had been working (in secret)
on a surprise for Chelsea's milestone birthday.

When the day arrived,
Brianna handed Chelsea keys and 
told her that her gift

was in the garage.

You should have seen Chelsea's eyes light up...
PaulA and I wondered what waz up?

Chelsea ran to the garage to find her 

new car.

cute license plate

(not sure how Chelsea thought Bri could give her a car, but when you're 16...
anything is possible.)

That's Brianna for you....

creatively thinking 
"outside the box" 
to make Chelsea's 16th birthday 
a special one.

"Young Breezy" 
back then...
already working on her 
MOH status:

Brianna,

the fairest of all 
maidens of honor.

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