11-25-2009, 01:59 PM
(11-25-2009, 01:39 PM)Ordinary Peephole Wrote: What do you do at Thanksgiving apart from stuffing your face?
Do you go to church?, or play games?, or set of fireworks and shit?
We torment ourselves by visiting family.
Fireworks are for the Fourth of July.
Today I have to work on this damn computer most of the day and then bake one of my kick ass apple pies to drag with me for the family torture tomorrow.
There's a whopping 4 of us not counting Matt. We don't get along and it's a giant bicker fest. Why on earth does my mom bother?
Hell, I hardly eat what she puts out - I don't dig turkey and God forbid you make something different! Insane brother will pitch a fit that isn't worth listening to.... the brother that we see ONLY on holiday's - not even phone calls.
Restaurant Bro will sleep through the whole day unless he's eating. We'll be stuck watching football regardless of what anyone else is interested in because insane Bro is the No 1 son and gets his way.
Mother will bitch and moan that no one else cooks holdiay meals and dare I even sit down to relax for five minutes she will fnd something for me to do instead. Keep in mind I've been offering to do this at my house sind 1995 but Insane Bro and mother have every excuse on the planet to not come "so far south to your house".
Excuse me but the mileage is the same TO her house from mine. STFU and stop complaining then!
Hurry up and eat so we can have dessert!
I do not eat desserts - no one does. She bakes 4 cakes, my pie, an assortment of Italian pastries and a platter of cookies. I have a cup of coffee. Matt forces himself to eat a piece of pie.
Insane and Restaurant Bro's do not even come to the table for dessert.
Who can eat dessert when you've only finished dinner 20 minutes ago?! Not me.
Remember, 5 people total - she cooks a 25 pound bird and enough sides and stuffing for a small army. She wants to know EVERY YEAR why there is so much 'bird' left.
Now, let's not forget she rushes us there before noon and we get there and you see a spread of dip and chips... which she bitches about if we don't eat that too!
and then we get to repeat this shit again for Christmas.
There are no children in the family anymore - why does she bother? I hate the holdiays.