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Thanksgiving reminds me that I am abnormal because it doesn't remind of things like pilgrims and turkey.

Top Five things I associate with Thanksgiving

  1. My mother is allergic to cranberries. No one ever seems to remember this except for my mother and I. And sometimes, even she forgets.
  2. My father “doesn’t like chicken”. However, my mom has been feeding him chicken for years under the guise of calling it turkey. I always giggle at the fact he hasn’t noticed yet.
  3. Tofu-ky. Most of my father’s family is vegetarian and we always had Thanksgiving with them. Tofu-ky is wrong and it cannot be made right. You don’t dress up a dog in a top hat and call it dad without people thinking you’re insane. Don’t dress up tofu and try to call it turkey. Now, I have nothing against tofu, just don't try making it into something it is not.
  4. Two days off. Two days where I have nothing to do but eat and cook. Mostly eat.
  5. The Honey Baked Store. My husband loves honey baked ham and turkey. I hate it. But, I know how much he loves it so I accept it. I think I will get him a honey baked turkey breast this year to show him my love. After all, he cooks for me most days and provides me with liquor of varying sorts. He made a pear mead just for me because I love pears. I think he deserves it.
  6. Posted by Utopia at November 18, 2006 06:09 PM

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    Mmmm Honey Baked. Rumor has it my boss gives out hams at Christmas

    Posted by: Andrea at November 19, 2006 09:35 AM


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