Just got a bill on my Visa card- a card I never use- for some 107 bucks, for ‘Reservation rewards”. Apparently I ‘signed up’ for this when I visited an electronics website. Getting these charges removed is being an inordinate hassle. If you get an email from these mothers, by all means, open it, because it probably means you’re being billed for something you neglected to NOT sign up for.
I’m watching this for the very first time. Looking at their vehicles. Watching the people interact.
Has there ever been a show more filled with eighth grade dipstick Mad Max wannabes?
There are still plenty of Turkey leftovers to deal with, and since it was such a nice bird to begin with it’s very easy to think about eating it in coming days.
Partner and I reflected on the days when he would visit and have turkey at our house, then go have dinner at his house, and then go have dinner at a friend’s house. Three gigantic meals- all the families cooking extra just for us. We ate like swarms of locusts. And the next day, we’d be back to our same weight. There were no leftovers. The toilets would gag; our cars smelled like turkey farts for the rest of winter, lacking enough warm to keep the windows open for any time. And then we’d sing the Thanksgiving song, to the tune of “Roundabout”
I’ll make the rounds of dinners
As diners we’re the real winners
I’ll spend the day dining away
Call it munching chewing slurping doing
Anything to eat it……
Our stomachs bloat and distend
under the weight, our leg bones bend
I’ll spend the day dining away
Call it munching chewing slurping doing
Anything to eat it……
In and around the feast
Gluttons go back to their rooms
and they lay there
Full of turkey, pie, and dressing
later on our pant’s we’re messing
farting too
Twenty four before my stomach I’ll be
bloated too!
(With apologies to Howe and Anderson)
