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syncope at 01:26pm on 27/11/2009
syncope at 01:26pm on 27/11/2009My flist is all "I am so thankful for blah blah blah and puppies and rainbows and my friends and I love you" and I'm going to complain instead.
I think there should be a federal law that the people who don't cook on Thanksgiving have to come 'round to the place they eat the next day to clean/offer themselves up for whatever onerous task the host would like to inflict on them.
Something that's really started to get on my nerves (read: makes me want Lucifer to banish humanity in the burning pit of hell) is how on major holidays useless people get under foot ALL day offering to "help" when all you want is for people to get the hell out of the kitchen but then at the end of the night when you're absolutely exhausted and just want to dig a grave and jump into it (like a good vampire) they're either conveniently asleep, deaf, or gone. You know when I need help? After I've portioned all the food into individual take home containers for all you ingrates and have a house full of dishes. Which is the tail end of my 12 day in the kitchen after already cooking since Monday!
And then you end up with the kids doing the dishes and they all have to be rewashed. And by "you" here, of course, I mean ME.
What I was grateful for yesterday was my uncle slinging the martinis so I didn't actually end up speaking my mind to anyone. I'm sure my one cousin and I will spend the rest of this waning year bitching about egregious behavior perpetrated by persons NOT INVITED BY US. Also, we never forget your social misbehavior, and when we say "bring a pie" we do not mean "bring ten desserts to upstage everyone else who brought a dessert!" Family is a team game, and if you don't play for the team, I will happily drown you in the tub. *Really* getting on my bad side is not a good plan.
I know it's hard to believe, but I do own big girls pants and wear them from the third week in November until January 2nd. This year they're snugger than usual.
I think there should be a federal law that the people who don't cook on Thanksgiving have to come 'round to the place they eat the next day to clean/offer themselves up for whatever onerous task the host would like to inflict on them.
Something that's really started to get on my nerves (read: makes me want Lucifer to banish humanity in the burning pit of hell) is how on major holidays useless people get under foot ALL day offering to "help" when all you want is for people to get the hell out of the kitchen but then at the end of the night when you're absolutely exhausted and just want to dig a grave and jump into it (like a good vampire) they're either conveniently asleep, deaf, or gone. You know when I need help? After I've portioned all the food into individual take home containers for all you ingrates and have a house full of dishes. Which is the tail end of my 12 day in the kitchen after already cooking since Monday!
And then you end up with the kids doing the dishes and they all have to be rewashed. And by "you" here, of course, I mean ME.
What I was grateful for yesterday was my uncle slinging the martinis so I didn't actually end up speaking my mind to anyone. I'm sure my one cousin and I will spend the rest of this waning year bitching about egregious behavior perpetrated by persons NOT INVITED BY US. Also, we never forget your social misbehavior, and when we say "bring a pie" we do not mean "bring ten desserts to upstage everyone else who brought a dessert!" Family is a team game, and if you don't play for the team, I will happily drown you in the tub. *Really* getting on my bad side is not a good plan.
I know it's hard to believe, but I do own big girls pants and wear them from the third week in November until January 2nd. This year they're snugger than usual.
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