Reposting because I just don’t have the time tonight. I’ll try to get one up by tonight if I can.
Well friends, it’s official, Thanksgiving is here in Canada. I’ve had a great weekend so far, mainly because I’ve got to enjoy two turkey dinners with family, see a really sweet band with my lady and my bff, and hit the Norwood fair for some taffy and a deep fried Mars bar. We also get today off to recuperate and let the turkey farts settle into the bed and upholstery.
I guess we can start the rundown off on Saturday. It started out normal, we didn’t have the kids, so I stayed in my robe and basked in the glow of the computer screen for several hours whilst my true love was out bringing home the bacon. I draped some clothing over my husky frame at around 3 pm, and went to pick up the pies from the Big Apple. At around 4:30 we went to my sister’s for dinner, and while the ladies were slaving over a hot stove, the boys got to go skeet shooting. We were pretty sad because my oldest nephew was really sick, so he and my other sister couldn’t make it, but we still had a great visit with everyone else, and I got to gorge on a tremendous feast.
After dinner, we picked up Joe and headed for the Ganaraska Hotel in Port Hope. I was pleasantly surprised at how clean The Ganny is now. The washrooms are still in a state of disrepair, but the rest of it is quite lovely. We saw Wild T and the Spirit, and they put on a rocking good show as they always do. Toney is such a wicked guitarist that it melted a piece of my mind and the doctors aren’t sure if I’ll ever get it back. It always amazes me, how many different sounds he can get out of a guitar. He melds perfectly with his bass player, Guenther Kapelle and drummer, Dale Harrison. We were also treated to a song by Pat Kelly, who stood in with the band. I was pretty impressed with that number, it’s not often that I remember a song after hearing it once when I’m drunk at a bar, but that tune sticks in my mind. From what I can find out about him on the interwebs, he’s a singer songwriter from in or around Toronto and he plays with his band, The Core, which also has Dale Harrison playing drums. You might remember Harrison, if you are a fan of The Headstones, as he was their drummer as well. We then went to McDonalds and enjoyed some angus burgers that seemed to be very tasty, but everything is delicious when you’ve got a belly full of beer and Jagermeister. Ugh, Jagermeister, why do I even drink that shit? It doesn’t taste good, but every time Joey buys us a shot of it, I end up asking what it tastes like, and then agreeing to a shot. I want the record to show that I don’t want another shot of it, and if I don’t remember after writing all of this, then I deserve the gross feeling I get when it’s sliding over my taste buds. I should just stick to tequila.
Sunday we got up and went to the Norwood fair, and met our good buddy Joel, and also ran into a few other folks we knew. My main job for the day was to get some pull taffy from the fair and I was successful. I hadn’t found any at the other fairs, mainly because I was too busy trying to keep a bunch of children corralled to be able to go searching for delicacies.
After the fair we were scrambling to get to our respective parents for another Thanksgiving dinner with other family members. I love getting together with my fam, because as dysfunctional as we are, we sure know how to have a good time when we get together, and I always leave with a full belly, and a headache from laughing so much.
I think the star of the show this year was my brother in law, Jamie (aka-Neuter Nuts). He’s one of those guys that you enjoy being annoyed by, because he can take it as well as he can dish it out. If you know any of my family, you know we like to poke fun at absolutely everyone, and it’s nice when you have an addition that can dive right in and dish it out without being put out or offended by us. It’s always fun to watch the kids running around and playing with each other, and even though we were missing a few, the ones that were there had a blast and didn’t want to separate when it was time to leave.
When I got home, the girls were already in bed, which made me sad because I hadn’t seen them since Thursday and I didn’t get to say goodbye to them then. It’s crazy that those kind of things bother me now, but I really miss them when they’re not around. Don’t get me wrong, I love alone time with my sweet baby and wouldn’t ever give that time up, but it’s like there’s something missing. I guess that’s my maternal instinct coming through, because I am half lady, or so I’m told. Yes it’s true that I’m in touch with my feminine side, and thankfully it’s working out in my favour finally, because the missus, she loves it. She doesn’t love that I rock her jean skort like a fuckin’ pro, or that I like to go to the bar with the girls for ladies night, but the warm embraces and tender kisses makes up for that. She also tells me that women don’t hang on to a dude’s junk all the time, and the eyeliner apparently is a bit much so I should quit going out in public like that, but I think she secretly loves it.
To sum it all up, I’m thankful for my friends and family, and the fact that I get to be here to enjoy them. I really can’t imagine my life without them and I hope I never have to, so all of you had better take care of yourselves and make sure you stick around, because there’s a lot of life left, and I want you to be here to enjoy it with me.
Try to listen to Teddy Bear by Red Sovine without crying,