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November 23, 2000
Yaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwnnnnnn...
I'm full. Turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, those green beans with the onion thingies on them, sweet potatoes, corn, cranberry sauce, carrot and celery sticks, olives, rolls... have I mentioned that all this food was for two people? Just me and my mom -- though she invited her downstairs neighbor up to eat with us. Man, am I full. The dogs and cats (two of each) are blissfully sleeping off the nibbles of turkey they got, and I'm fighting the need for a nap.
I spent all day yesterday on a Greyhound bus, travelling from Boston to Vermont. It was pretty much okay, since the bus really didn't get crowded until we hit Brattleboro, VT. Not too bad, except we were travelling with the Most Horrible People in the World. A couple, maybe in their forties, with a little boy who couldn't have been more than two. I'm not sure if the adults were quite all there... most of the time, they either ignored the little boy, or nagged at him shrilly and incessantly. The kid was okay -- he was happy, and cute, and very acvite and curious. He wanted to run around and play, but they hadn't brought any toys or games for him, so all they did was yell at him. Constantly. A five-hour long chorus of "Stop it, Donnie. Stop it, Donnie. Stop it, Donnie." The man would grab the little boy and start loudly haranguing him about why he couldn't play in the aisle -- as though a two-year-old is going to listen to a lecture. The woman hadn't brought any juice or anything for the kid -- instead, she stopped at Dunkin' Donuts and bought him a cup of coffee. I had to turn around and look, because I couldn't quite believe it when I heard her nagging the kid to "Drink your coffee, Donnie." Yep, a large coffee. For a two-year-old. Some people just really shouldn't be allowed to breed. I was praying they were only going to New Hampshire, but no -- they were on the bus for the full five hours. Gah. Thank God for headphones and loud, loud music.
Today was pretty much spent cooking, and eating, and eating, and then, for a change of pace, eating some more. We had our holiday phone call from the extended family in Florida (everyone passes the phone around and says hello) and talked to my brother, who was having a turkey pot pie in Rochester, NY. (He just moved there, so he couldn't afford to make the trip back here. Bummer.) Later, once we've digested a bit, my mom and I are going to see Charlie's Angels. So, Happy Thanksgiving to all you Americans, and, er, happy Thursday to the rest of you...
Posted by Mary Ellen at November 23, 2000 05:36 PM