Turkey & gravy, green beans, cranberry sauce, sweet potatoes, Brussels sprouts, stuffing, and mashed potatoes.
So, if you have nothing else to do today, love on some Thanksgiving dinner from anywhere.
Take-Away Life Lesson: Getting your Thanksgiving dinner to-go can save you from both cooking and cleaning for the day.
This is a post and a proposal. The post comes first and, after that, a proposal for you. You can read about my idea below as well as here.
We’re at the counter of a convenience store in a small town on our way north to visit my family for Thanksgiving, paying for drinks and road trip snacks.
There are the usual distractions–candy, toys, magazines.
“Mama, will you buy me a Cosmo?” As in Cosmopolitan magazine.
“No. I’m not paying for a magazine for you.” And especially not a magazine famous for its sex advice!
“Mom, it’s reading material. Material for the car.”
“The last magazine I bought you on a road trip was tossed aside after 12 minutes. 12 minutes. That’s not long enough for four bucks.”
“But mom, I need to know how to sex up my holiday.” My seventeen-year old. She’s brazen, too loud in…
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For those of you who have never been to Cornwall and/or don’t know much about it. Things can get a bit expensive down there, but is it a beautiful place to live or is it a beautiful place to…you get the drift.
If you find yourself in Kernow (That’s Cornish for Cornwall) and hear someone address you with the phonetics “Owroit moi luvurr” just smile and say hello back. It’s essentially what was being said to you in the first place.
Today was my first ever visit to the Gorsedh ceremony (born and bred in Cornwall, and still so many things I haven’t seen). It was a colourful occasion – held this year in Penryn on the site of the historic Glasney College – celebrating the Cornish culture, language and heritage.
There was traditional music and dancing as well as recognition of those, both in Cornwall and around the world, who had done their bit for Cornish culture and heritage. I was there deputising for Council Leader John Pollard who, along with Julian German and Bert Biscoe, had donned the blue robes by virtue of being a Cornish Bard.
For me it was a demonstration that nationalism doesn’t have to be of the BNP/EDL variety – instead it can be, as the Gorsedh is, a celebration of culture, heritage and inclusiveness.