MARTHA
STEWART THANKSGIVING (NOT!)
Martha
Stewart will not be dining with us this Thanksgiving.
I’m telling you in advance, so don’t act surprised.
Since Ms. Stewart won’t be coming, I’ve made a few small
changes:
Our sidewalk
will not be lined with homemade, paper bag luminaries.
After a trial run, it was decided that no matter how
cleverly done, rows of flaming lunch sacks do not have
the desired welcoming effect.
Once inside,
our guests will note that the entry hall is not
decorated with the swags of Indian corn and fall foliage
I had planned to make. Instead, I’ve gotten the kids
involved in the decorating by having them track in
colorful autumn leaves from the front yard. The mud was
their idea.
The dining
table will not be covered with expensive linens, fancy
china, or crystal goblets. If possible, we will use
dishes that match and everyone will get a fork. Since
this IS Thanksgiving, we will refrain from using the
plastic Peter Rabbit Plate and the Santa Napkins from
last Christmas.
Our
centerpiece will not be the town of fresh fruit and
flowers that I promised. Instead we will be displaying a
hedgehog-like decoration hand-crafted from the finest
construction paper. The artist assures me it is a
turkey.
We will be
dining fashionably late. The children will entertain you
while you wait. I’m sure they will be happy to share
every choice comment I have made regarding Thanksgiving,
pilgrims and the turkey hotline. Please remember that
most of these comments were made at 5:00 A.M. upon
discovering that the turkey was still hard enough to cut
diamonds. As accompaniment to the children’s recital, I
will play a recording of tribal drumming. If the
children should mention that I don't own a recording of
tribal drumming, or that tribal drumming sounds
suspiciously like a frozen turkey in a clothes dryer,
ignore them. They are lying.
We toyed
with the idea of ringing a dainty silver bell to
announce the start of our feast. In the end, we chose to
keep our traditional method. We’ve also decided against
a formal seating arrangement. When the smoke alarm
sounds, please gather around the table and sit where you
like. In the spirit of harmony, we will ask the children
to sit at a separate table…in a separate room...next
door.
Now, I know
you have all seen pictures of one person carving a
turkey in front of a crowd of appreciative onlookers.
This will not be happening at our dinner. For safety
reasons, the turkey will be carved in a private
ceremony. I stress “private” meaning: do not under any
circumstances, enter the kitchen to laugh at me. Do not
send small, unsuspecting children to check on my
progress. I have an electric knife. The turkey is
unarmed. It stands to reason that I will eventually win.
When I do, we will eat.
I would like
to take this opportunity to remind my young diners that
“passing the rolls” is not a football play. Nor is it a
request to bean your sister in the head with warm tasty
bread.
Oh, and one
reminder for the adults: For the duration of the meal,
and especially while in the presence of you diners, we
will refer to the giblet gravy by its lesser-known name:
Cheese Sauce. If a young diner questions you regarding
the origins of type of Cheese Sauce, plead ignorance.
Cheese Sauce stains.
Before I
forget, there is one last change. Instead of offering a
choice among 12 different scrumptious desserts, we will
be serving the traditional pumpkin pie, garnished with
whipped cream and small fingerprints. You will still
have a choice; take it or leave it.
Martha
Stewart will not be dining with us this Thanksgiving.
She probably won’t come next year either. I am
thankful.
LIVING IN 2003
You know
you’re living in 2003 when……
- You
accidentally enter your password on the
microwave.
- You
haven’t played solitaire with real cards in
years.
- You have a
list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of
3.
- You e-mail
your friend who works at the desk next to you.
- Your
reason for not staying in touch with friends is that
they do not have e-mail addresses.
- When you
go home after a long day at work you still answer the
phone in a business manner.
- When you
make phone call from home, you accidentally dial “9”
to get an outside line.
- You’ve sat
at the same desk for four years and worked for three
different companies.
- You learn
you’ve been laid off on the 11 o’clock news.
- Your boss
doesn’t have the ability to do your
job.
- Contractors
outnumber permanent staff and are more likely to get
long-service awards.
- You read
this list, and keep nodding smiling.
- As you
read this list, you think about forwarding it to your
“friends”.
- You got
this e-mail from a friend that never talks to you
anymore, except to send you jokes from the
net.
- You are
too busy to notice there was no No. 9
- You
actually scrolled back up to see if there was a No. 9
or not.
COLLEGE STUDENTS AND
THANKSGIVING
The Top Ten
Reasons College Students Are Looking Forward To
Thanksgiving Break and Going Home for the Holidays
- You’ll
know that your turkey is a Butterball rather than a
Grade E yet semi-edible fur ball.
- Your
mother will not be serving you mashed potatoes and
stuffing with an ice cream scooper.
- Pumpkin
pie is a great alternative to green Jello.
- After your
eighth glass of cider, your emergency dash to the
bathroom will not be delayed by having to line the
seat with toilet paper.
- Clean
underwear, comfortable bed, access to a car, bedroom
larger than a 12 X 14 cell … okay, even if it is for
only four days.
- To eat
your meals the only trek you’ll have to make is from
the couch to the kitchen, rather than the dorm to the
dining hall … in below freezing weather.
- Instead of
listening to “when I first started teaching here …”
you can be entertained by “when your mother was your
age …” and “during the Depression we weren’t lucky
enough to have brussels sprouts. Heck, all we could
afford was the sprout!”
- You can
eat your corn steamed with butter rather than popped
in your microwave.
- You’ll
know the hair in the shower drain is your own.
And,
The number one reason college students are looking
forward to Thanksgiving…
- You won’t
be eating your Thanksgiving meal off a tray!
LITTLE GEMS FOR THOUGHT
If you’re
not familiar with the work of Steven Wright, he’s the
guy who once said: “I woke up one morning and all of my
stuff had been stolen…and replaced by exact
duplicates.”
Here are
some more of his gems:
I’d kill for
a Nobel Peace Prize.
Borrow money
from pessimists – they don’t expect it back.
Half the
people you know are below average.
99% of
lawyers give the rest a bad name.
42.7% of all
statistics are made up on the spot.
A conscience
is what hurts when all your other parts feel so
good.
A clear
conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.
If you want
the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain.
All those
who believe in psycho kinesis, raise my hand.
The early
bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the
cheese
I almost had
a psychic girlfriend but she left me before we
met.
OK, so
what’s the speed of Dark?
How do you
tell when you’re out of invisible ink?
If
everything seems to be going well, you have obviously
overlooked something.
Depression
is merely anger without enthusiasm.
When
everything is coming your way, you’re in the wrong
lane.
Ambition is
a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be
lazy.
Hard work
pays off in the future, laziness pays off now.
I intend to
live forever – so far, so good.
If Barbie is
so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?
Eagles may
soar, but weasels don’t get sucked into jet
engines.
What happens
if you get scared half to death twice?
My Mechanic
told me I couldn’t repair your brakes, so I made your
horn louder.”
Why do
psychics have to ask you for your name?
If at first
you don’t succeed, destroy all evidence that you
tried.
A conclusion
is the place where you got tired of thinking.
Experience
is something you don’t get until just after you need
it.
The hardness
of the butter is proportional to the softness of the
bread.
To steal
ideas from one person is plagiarism; to steal from many
is research.
The problem
with the gene pool is that there is no lifeguard.
The sooner
you fall behind, the more time you’ll have to catch
up.
The colder
the x-ray table, the more of your body is required to be
on it.
Everyone has
a photographic memory, some just don’t have film.
Now on a
little more serious note.
I AM THANKFUL …
for the
taxes that I pay because it means that I am
employed.
for the
mess to clean after a party because it means I have been
surrounded by friends.
for the
clothes that fit a little to snug because it means I
have enough to eat.
for my
shadow who watches me work because it means I am out in
the sunshine.
For a lawn
that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning and
gutters that need fixing because it means I have a home.
For all the
complaining I hear about the government because it means
we have freedom of speech.
For the spot
I find at the far end of the parking lot because it
means I am capable of walking.
For the lady
behind me in church who sings off key because it means
that I can hear.
For the
piles of laundry and ironing because it means I have
clothes to wear.
For
weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day
because it means I have been productive.
For the
alarm that goes off in the early morning hours because
it means that I am alive.
For getting
too much e-mail because it let me know I have friends
who are thinking of me.