Thanksgiving musings
Nov. 28th, 2003 09:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
deoridheThanksgiving was delicious, as always, though for once I escaped without eating dessert! We're going back tonight, though, so I don't think I can hold out against the lure of buttermilk pie. Mmmmm.
I slept in yesterday; I was such a slug! All of my idealistic plans of getting up early, cleaning my room, changing my betta tank water, and generally being an upstanding human being were undermind by the softness and warmth of the flannel sheets. I lazed for about an hour and a half, then got up to make green bean casserole! Yum! I made it with and without cheesy Frenches Fried Onions (tm), and both seemed to be a total hit. We had enough this year, too.
We had a total of nine people at dinner, including my mom, her Mr. Wolf,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
s1ncer1ty, shingan, learan, the crazy couple across the hallway, Roomie2, and a Reverend from mom's school. The reverend was pushy and invited herself to say grace, so I warned the troops. We all managed to keep our expressions reasonably tolerable for most of it; it was one of those generic Ecumenical Christian 'mother-father god' sort of graces. The only thing that really ticked me off was the requirement to say something we're thankful for.
I hate that one.
I'm perfectly fine sharing some of that with people if I feel like it, but bring in any sort of requirement and I dig my heels in. My think I'm thankful for, I'm alive. The thing all of my friends are thankful for, their friends. I guess I'm the ungrateful one, huh? ;)
I think we ticked off Rev. Z. That's just fine by me; she ticked me off so I'll return the favor. Childish, yes, but there you go. ;) I may or may not hear about it later; I'll probably pick my mom's brain (and let her know that any other reverends she invites might want to be briefed on the fact that most of us aren't Christian and few of us enjoy being scolded to say something we're thankful for 'even if it's just that you're alive.'). Of course, one could argue that I'm well nigh elderly now, so I might as well just accept that people are going to be firm and make demands, but seeing as I didn't check 'yes' under 'you can tell me what to do' with this particular individual, I think I'll pass. The thing that bugged me the most was that I always feel semi-hostessish at Thanksgiving when my friends are there, and some of them felt very uncomfortable during the prayer; I don't like people feeling uncomfortable in 'my' house, even if it's not really mine anymore. I particularly don't like it when said Rev. Z. stares at Roomie2 for some reason to make sure he agrees with her. Maybe she sense one of the only (the only?) Christian in the room beside herself.
Our group went from those busily stuffing their faces, to the Bodlily Orifice Band, to Online Loafers (ahhh, Furuba!), to the Solmnents in record time. I was in a decidedly Tohru-ish mood last night; it's a pity it didn't carry over to waking the dragon this morning. ;)
I slept in yesterday; I was such a slug! All of my idealistic plans of getting up early, cleaning my room, changing my betta tank water, and generally being an upstanding human being were undermind by the softness and warmth of the flannel sheets. I lazed for about an hour and a half, then got up to make green bean casserole! Yum! I made it with and without cheesy Frenches Fried Onions (tm), and both seemed to be a total hit. We had enough this year, too.
We had a total of nine people at dinner, including my mom, her Mr. Wolf,
s1ncer1ty, shingan, learan, the crazy couple across the hallway, Roomie2, and a Reverend from mom's school. The reverend was pushy and invited herself to say grace, so I warned the troops. We all managed to keep our expressions reasonably tolerable for most of it; it was one of those generic Ecumenical Christian 'mother-father god' sort of graces. The only thing that really ticked me off was the requirement to say something we're thankful for.I hate that one.
I'm perfectly fine sharing some of that with people if I feel like it, but bring in any sort of requirement and I dig my heels in. My think I'm thankful for, I'm alive. The thing all of my friends are thankful for, their friends. I guess I'm the ungrateful one, huh? ;)
I think we ticked off Rev. Z. That's just fine by me; she ticked me off so I'll return the favor. Childish, yes, but there you go. ;) I may or may not hear about it later; I'll probably pick my mom's brain (and let her know that any other reverends she invites might want to be briefed on the fact that most of us aren't Christian and few of us enjoy being scolded to say something we're thankful for 'even if it's just that you're alive.'). Of course, one could argue that I'm well nigh elderly now, so I might as well just accept that people are going to be firm and make demands, but seeing as I didn't check 'yes' under 'you can tell me what to do' with this particular individual, I think I'll pass. The thing that bugged me the most was that I always feel semi-hostessish at Thanksgiving when my friends are there, and some of them felt very uncomfortable during the prayer; I don't like people feeling uncomfortable in 'my' house, even if it's not really mine anymore. I particularly don't like it when said Rev. Z. stares at Roomie2 for some reason to make sure he agrees with her. Maybe she sense one of the only (the only?) Christian in the room beside herself.
Our group went from those busily stuffing their faces, to the Bodlily Orifice Band, to Online Loafers (ahhh, Furuba!), to the Solmnents in record time. I was in a decidedly Tohru-ish mood last night; it's a pity it didn't carry over to waking the dragon this morning. ;)
