This Thanksgiving marks a historic event here on Almosta Ranch. For the first time in 62 years this old codger will NOT be eating turkey and dressing and all the other seasonal goodies associated with the holiday. Neither will I be basking in the controlled chaos of the gathered McClain clan.
This year the Gods of Holidays got together and decided that it would be really funny to watch me battle pneumonia and spending my spare time coughing up a lung. So it is that we find ourselves barricaded behind the front door and looking forward to chicken noodle soup and crackers followed by a full body bath in Vicks Vapo-Rub.
Now don't get the wrong idea, this is not a "Woe-is-me" entry...not at all. After studying the problem for a bit, I figured out that this is gonna be great actually. Today I'm not going to have to slave over a hot stove to prepare some huge meal that will end up being consumed over the next week in the guise of Leftovers. Mel's blood pressure will stay within normal levels. She usually reaches near-stroke levels when she sees her kitchen after I finish cooking.
All the kids are hundreds of miles away and busy with their own families so this means that for the first time in a long time I won't have to go to the added expense of hiring SEAL team Six to guard the cakes and pies from my sons.
A quiet day spent lounging in my recliner and watching Football to my heart's content and NOT having to watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade. It was a stroke of genius, getting that second TV for the bedroom so Mel can watch her parade WITHOUT me.
All this and the fact that, due to my grave and well timed illness, Mel is in full Nurse mode and is waiting on me hand and foot. LIFE IS GOOD!
Now on a slightly more serious note....I want to take a moment (before pregame) and wish each and every one of my friends here on Barely Open Salon a wonderful Thanksgiving and want all of you to put some left over stuffing in an envelope and mail it to Tink.....postage due.
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Not that I'm envious or anything, but I wish you a speedy recovery and that you and Mel enjoy a peaceful, healing day. That suggestion for Tink is brilliant, BTW.
And here's my personal message for you, Tor, as a token of gratitude that you're not eating fowl this Thanksgiving. Wait...did you say chicken soup???
Honoring Torman
David,I hope you can recover soon.
It's good you are here,David;you always have heartwarming stories to tell.Thank you.Have a nice,peaceful Thanksgiving.
R
Do you still have all your feathers?
I found a ocean tide hat too.
Honest. It washed to shore.
The hat reads "Life is Good."
It's frayed at the bill. Perfect.
I will wear in the courthouse.
`
My neighbor found a whale rib.
After a storm You find lobsters.
No tale. No find gold balls though.
My neighbor say She found Moth balls.
I called her a big fibber. This is the truth.
She ask me if `I ever smelled mothballs.
huh?
It's worst than Vicks Vasoline rub deodorant.
She ask folks silly joke. She ask:`
How did you get the legs apart?
I thought all Canadians insane?
She knew I no smell mothballs.
Take care. Nothing to do today.
Nowhere to go. None go argue.
Sit and get chubby belly. Eat up.
No burp up and no get drunken.
Hope you're feeling better soon, Torman.
Hope you feel better soon and enjoy your soup. Have a relaxing time with Mel and all the fur babies.
Enjoy your soup and football - and get well!
Rated for contentment (and Vicks).
have a nice vicks-y day. xo
We find what we can be grateful for, don't we?
I hope you are feeling much better soon, skipping the parade should help : )
I was goiing to send Tink some cranberry sauce.
HUGGGGGGGGG