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I Can Be Dumb Sometimes

I used to work in a long term pharmacy and that meant that sometimes we had to work the major holidays, Christmas, Thanksgiving and New Year’s. My first year with them, Thanksgiving was coming up and we had to choose which holidays to take. My sister had just ended a long term relationship and didn’t want to explain to several dozen people where her partner was so she wasn’t going to Thanksgiving with my parents.

I decided that we could have Thanksgiving together. So, I put in for that day and felt good about it.

You might note in those actions, I didn’t talk to my sister about us having dinner together. So, when I, full of misplaced pride in what I had done, told my parents about this, they pointed out that my sister was going to California to have Thanksgiving with her friends.

And that’s how I spent that Thanksgiving alone. Communication is important!

It’s Thanksgiving and I’m making a website

I chose to make this website today because I’m an animal ruled by my emotions. I was looking up yesterday that it’s best to make a website to help advertise you’re writing. I don’t like to sit back and do anything half assed so I bought a WordPress account and got to work.

In the ten minutes since I’ve made this website, I have no regrets. This UI is easy to use and I’m writing quickly. I think it looks a little too professional right now but maybe soon I can put my own loving care into it.

The fact of the matter though, is my favorite part of Thanksgiving is using it as an excuse to be lazy. To do nothing but lazily eat food and have some time off. I don’t generally like traditional Thanksgiving food so I’m glad we’ve changed up our plans for it.

We haven’t had turkey or ham in the last four years and I’m so happy for it. Who wants to sit back and brainstorm various reasons for eating days-old turkey or ham? I don’t know that many ways to prepare ham and yeah, you could say that’s a personal failing of mine and you’d be right.

What a terrible way to start a blog to advertise myself. How can you trust me with your time, reading my books if you know that my ham imagination is so limited? How can you engage with my characters knowing in the back of your mind that the author doesn’t know how to make a decent turkey sandwich. That he stands there dejected at the mayonnaise, bread and turkey. Wondering where to go from here. He begins to weep. He hopes that death will come for him soon. Maybe then this turkey/ham crime will be forgiven.

No, none of that. We’re having stuffed shells. Now, you realize that this madman might be able to write. Stuffing, not of bread crumbs and spices but instead, ricotta cheese! Tomato sauce! Onion! Basil maybe(I’m not the one making it. My ma is and she knows how to spice it correctly)! Why I should buy all of his books for all of my friends for every Christmas! Guess what, love of my life, you’re getting Secret Keepers again for Christmas! Yes, I gave it to you the last three years. Yes, I’ve given it to you every day to the point that we have one that 1 Terabyte hard drive that’s full of the same copy of the book that is the equivalent of a hoarding house. Yes, we’re vastly approaching the Franklin Cota anniversary we’re I’m going to give you all of his books yet again. It’s every anniversary now. What do you expect, diamonds? Frank’s books are conflict free!

Well, for the most part. There are fights in the books. No one had to suffer for them except when my leg fell asleep and I had to do that slow walk because I’m scared of falling over because my leg is numb.

Anyway, it’s time to make cookies. What a terrible first post. They’ll get better from here. Hopefully.

I’m thankful you’re here and for my friends and family.