Drew finished taping a box full of books with a loud shruuunnnkkkuunkkk off the roll. He gave Suzie a nod as he hefted a couple of boxes and beat a hasty retreat. She took a few of extra minutes staring at his beige bedspread to pull herself together, then stood with the intention of going down to the kitchen.
“Mom, I need to talk to you.” Ben burst into Drew’s room. Gene and the girl, Lisa, followed right behind.
“Sure,” she said, though she would much rather have gone past him to Gene. She desperately needed to speak with Gene as soon as possible.
Certainly not my grandmother’s house, but probably someone’s. If you squint real hard toward the top of the picture, above the stream, you should be able to make out a square house on top of a hill.
The turkey was burnt
The rice was the wrong kind
There wasn’t enough dressing
The gravy was lumpy
The mash potatoes had the consistency of library paste.
Dirty dishes were piled high in the background.
But when the family stopped talking long enough to eat
They cleaned their plates and asked for more.
“That was the best meal ever.”
I got a coupon book in the mail for a local grocery store The glossy cover bills the coupons as “Your Holiday List for Less”. So I eagerly looked through for anything I needed for Thanksgiving, like spinach or corn meal. Nothing. Not a single couple worked for me. Ok, so now I’m feeling weird. Am I the only one who eats what I eat for the holidays.? Or rather, I’m I the only one who doesn’t eat what they offer? Let me know if you would be able to use any of these:
1. Jam and Marmalade (store brand)
2. Mentadent Whitening Kit. Clinically proven!
3. Nestle Toll House morsels.
4. Chocolate Chex or Cookie Crisp
5. Betty Crocker fruit flavored shapes.
6. Welches refrigerated juice cocktails.
7. Cherry Dr. Pepper.
8. TGI Fridays complete skillet meals, frozen.
9. New England Coffee
10. Kraft Chunk Cheese
11. Wisk laundry detergent
12. Nabisco Premium saltine crackers
13. Store brand premade Pie Crusts.
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As those of you who have followed the Tudor Follies and the By George! series know, Mr. Al has been a regular here in the restaurant for a long time. He has a way of looking at history that actually makes it interesting, even to those of us who are not entirely devoted to it.
There’s no way I’m going to let something that good slip away. So even though we will not see any more post about George IV, I managed to brow beat Mr. Al into agreeing to doing more.
First he has agreed to do a short series – just a post or two – between now and Christmas. Then, the first Wednesday of January he’ll start on the next big series.
On what? He hasn’t decided yet. Here are some of the ideas we’ve thrown around.
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Please vote. You can pick one or two. I can’t promise he will actually settle on which ever you all pick, but I’m sure it will influence his decision. Also, if you have any ideas, please toss them in here. We’d love to hear them.
Beauty isn’t just in the eye of the beholder. Sometimes the beholder has to go out looking for beauty. When was the last time you stopped walking long enough to move closer to a moss covered log? When was the last time you stepped back from the enchantment of the closer view to see what was beyond?
Best wishes for a happy Thanksgiving!
Content Warning – utterly tasteless joke:
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6 or 7 carrots
1 T. lemon juice
1 T. sugar
Grate the carrots. Combine with lemon juice and sugar. Place in refrigerator. This can be served immediately, but doesn’t really taste it’s best until about an hour later.
Gin: Mrowr?
Gin: Meow!!!
Gin: Mreek!
Today’s theme is Bird(s)
Previously in Jack and Jill Name That Tune
Saturday photo scavenger hunt
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Update 11/21/09 9:52am: Yes, Gin is chasing the bird. But she’s also trying to fly like one, so I count them both. I was going to photoshop in a bird’s shadow on the wall, but forgot.
So now what? Gene had lots of power when he stormed out of Mrs. H’s house, but once off the porch he lost a lot of it. He didn’t know what to do with himself.
The thought of going “home” didn’t sit too good. Didn’t he already decide he was never going back? With the foster parent thing an all, it maybe wasn’t even legal. Besides, it seemed like changing his mind made him into a wuss. The beating he could expect from his dad didn’t bother him so much. It was what that little voice in the back of his own head would say. Stuff like he wasn’t a real man and never would be. Coward. Stupid. And why’d he do it? Because he got yelled at when he asked to have a room of his own?
Stupid, stupid, stupid.