My Thanksgiving this year was not what I would call “successful.” We traveled to a far off corner of the state to visit my mother in law who can no longer speak and lives in a retirement home for individuals that may or may not be fully functional. We spent the day sitting in a ninety degree room (she cranks the heat) with nothing to do but watch television. We ate dinner at a restaurant that served the most disgusting turkey dinner I’ve ever seen in my life. My wife was stressed out, my kids fought with each other constantly, we spent three nights in a cheap motel, and I had to kennel my dog.
When it was over and we finally returned home, I spent the day doing my laundry, cleaning up the yard, getting the spyware from the hotel’s wifi off my PC, and shaving three days of stubble off my face with a dull razor. On the up side, I got to spend a few hours playing video games. It felt good to slaughter some orcs and aliens. I really needed the distraction.
Now I feel like shit. I’ve got some kind of cold. One of my teeth is bothering me, and I’m behind on my writing. I suppose it could be worse. I could have spent the entire time in bed with the flu on a vomit soaked mattress watching iron chef reruns and running to the can. My son immediately plugged his brain into Minecraft, and my daughter returned to YouTube. My wife cooked the turkey we would have had if we’d been at home. It was simply not a good Thanksgiving.
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I’m so sorry. I hope your tooth stops acting up (in a good way–not like it drops out of your head) and you feel better soon. A bunch of people seem to be getting the crud right now. I’m askert.
I left a funny video reply to your comment at my place, if you’re in the mood for a laff.
Thanks for the video. I wish I could say I’m feeling better. Maybe tomorrow.
Although I clicked the “Like” button, it feels funny saying I like reading someone’s tale of woe. On the other hand, I can’t help but admire how told the tale so clearly… I really felt the pain man!
Well, I think next year I’m putting on the breaks. If she wants to visit her Mom, we should bring her to our house. At least the retirement home had a pool table. My son and I played a quite a few games.
I’ve had so damned many holidays that weren’t at all fun and bore no resemblance whatsoever to the idyllic stuff we see constantly in ads, movies, etc. Sorry to hear yours was one of those “real life” holidays.
Thanks. Yes, that’s what it was, a “real life” holiday! I made turkey pot pie last night with the leftovers. It was BAD. The recipe called for 35 minutes on 425. I thought it sounded a little too high for a bit too long, but I followed it anyway. I was right. ARG! It was like eating cement covered leather. What a waste of time!
If it makes you feel any worse…I had a great Holiday and I didn’t eat a damn bit of Turkey.
Anything would have beat that restaurant. I don’t know how they stay in business serving that crap. How can they call themselves chefs and produce tasteless goop?
Great sargastic title Dood. Very subtle.
Thanks. Honestly, though, I meant it. Happy Thanksgiving! Even if it wasn’t for me, I hope it was for you.
Maybe you made one person happy though? Your mother in law probably appreciated the visit.
Yes, I’m sure she was very excited and probably wet her diapy when we showed up. Of course, when we left, it took about twenty minutes to calm her down before we could get out of there. Next year I think we should just go get her.
Oh, dear. I’ve had many of those types of Thanksgivings. I wonder if part of it is the high expectations for a wonderful family time? But I guess that was out in this case, anyway, given your mother-in-law’s condition. How sad for your wife!
Last year I was sick and missed the Thanksgiving torture at my husband’s family’s house. The play-by-play when he got back was hilarious, but I felt pretty bad for him anyway.
It was sad. We need to figure out what to do about her. If it weren’t for her boyfriend living in the same city, we’d have moved her to a home closer to where we live. But she’s stuck where she is because her boyfriend visits here every few days – which is more than her family visits here over there. And have her move in with us? Ugh. I don’t even want to think about that. It would get bad, probably fast. Talk about stressing out a marriage!
Hopefully you won’t be sick this year. Hope you have a good holiday.