...giving THANKS!

   Whew, it's Friday, they call it 'Black' Friday. Just finished watching 'The View' when they expressed my sentiments exactly, isn't this a bit racist? Hell, when we were in school, we could have called every Thursday 'Queer' Thursday; especially if you wore green or yellow. And let's see, 'Red' Sunday when the Chiefs were playing a home game at Arrowhead. I get so damn tired of being politically correct. It's just Friday, folks.

   Anyway, had a reasonable uneventful Turkey Day on Thursday. Just the Mrs., my son and myself at home. Went for a car ride around neighboring Franklin County. Had to cut the 'ride' short as we all three had taken a dieuretic earlier in the day. Talking about peeing like race horses, every bend in the road we'd come to, one of us would have to bail out of the van and take a hike. Fortunately, there are an abundant amount of Quik Trip's and Casey's in the area...and they were open.

   We will celebrate with family on Saturday...a real first for us. In the past, if it wasn't right at noon on the Day, it wouldn't be Thanksgiving...all ten minutes of it. We'd shovel the food down our throat in record time thus allowing for Grandpa and Uncle Mike to watch football on the tellie; let me do my usual nap; let the boyrs piss and moan about nothing to do and allow Janet and Grandma time to bitch that no one even offerred 'thanks' on this glorious day.

   Seriously, I am thankful for all of the above. I mean, really friends; where else could I be and here all of this racket? I could be homeless and pretend that I'm not hungry. I could live in total poverty and imagine that I don't hear the sounds of bullets going off everywhere or worst yet, here the screams of someone being raped. I could be laying in a hospital bed, clinging for life, knowing full well that it will never come. And then I thank the good Lord for our armed forces...they do their job without much thanks from an ungrateful nation.

   Ah, living the dream, the American dream. What gluttony we have in this country. Is enough never enough? I doubt it. So, yes, I give thanks to the family times of the year. They truly are memories I cherish and will take to my grave knowing that I had at least that. With that in mind, surround yourself with family and give thanks. And remember, family isn't always by blood. Until next time...kG