A number of the blog posts I've read from yesterday listed things that the writers were thankful for. In my case that list would be WAAAAAYY too long to type out, and none of you would care anyway.
So, for today I'm thankful that I don't work in retail. (I have the day off, and a four-day weekend. Nyah Nyah Nyah!)
That mature outburst was directed at my wonderful blog regulars who DO work in retail. You know who you are!
I'm thankful that I have no need, desire, or plans to do any shopping of any kind today. Thus I'm doing my part to make the day less miserable for all of you retail types.
I'm thankful that I live in a part of the country where yesterday was sunny and mild. Why? Because after our noon-time Thanksgiving dinner with Carol's mom (grandma to most of us) we were able to...
But wait. Let me tell you about our dinner. Since neither of our daughters, nor their husbands, nor our one infant grandson were able to come to Texas for the holiday, we opted for a simple day. Carol baked pies (we couldn't do without ONE nod to tradition) -- three, to be exact. In accordance with OUR local customs they were: one coconut creme, one mincemeat, and (my favorite) one pecan pie with chocolate chips mixed in. MMMmmmmmmm!!
But we eschewed the traditional turkey, opting to wait until Christmas dinner for that huge array of stuffing and all the trimmings, in favor of tamales and beans. Mexican soul food! Simple, quick, and little clean-up afterward. Ideal!
Okay, NOW. After that wonderful but simple dinner at noon (including, for me, TWO pieces of pie), we went to our local golf course and played 18 holes of golf!
And today, while all the crazed shoppers are out working to near-death all you poor souls who labor in retail, we have another sunny day to go out and recreate! On the golf course!
Hey! Don't be cussing and throwing your 5-pound Thursday newspaper sales ad circulars at ME! You're the one who chose a career in retail, not me!
Besides, I don't get that nice employee discount that you get. There are trade-offs, but this is MY day to gloat. Just a little.
Be thankful for that, at least. I am!