Posted on 11/23/2011 10:27:12 AM PST by US Navy Vet
I'll start, after the Thanksgiving leftovers are put away and the dishes are done we start the Chistmas Season off with viewing "A Christmas Carol" and "A Christmas Story".
You bet Beer counts. I will be bottling a Porter this afternoon. Ordered another Belgian Trappists Ale Extract Kit and a Kit to make a Mead (Honey Wine) will Brew both week so the Mead will be ready for next Thanksgiving.
Hey, Christmas is on Sunday this year so IF we don’t work Christmas Eve, I’d like to go to church. (I usually work Saturday nights til Sunday morning, then fall over in bed.)
I have asked about any place to volunteer service in this area, since I don’t have much family to celebrate with. No traveling, because I know we work Christmas night. (Fun, kind of spooky with no customers in the store.)
I like to thank God we do not have a Muslin President....oh crap.
On Thanksgiving we will be at the 71st annual “Turkey Night Grand Prix” for USAC Midgets and Sprint Cars in Irwindale Ca. It a so cal tradition that I try to get to every few years.
So you're related to "Bernie" Corzine, eh?? Tell him, for me, to start packing his clean undies and toothbrush.
Turkey, Ham, yellow potato salad, banana pudding in cups, friends come over, Cowboys football!
Weird tradition for the night before Thanksgiving. (tonight) We call it “Slider Night”. We get together at whoever is having the dinner the next day and eat White Castle hamburgers and help the host prepare the house and the meal.
I had an "Overturn Wickard v Filburn" t-shirt printed, and wore it to visit some liberal relatives.
They though it was kind of cool until one of the Googled it and they figured out what it meant.
Thanksgiving, is the Turkey Bowl. High school football, rivalry. I cook for 10 hours to watch my guests eat in 10 minutes. Then we drink heavily.
Christmas, I work so my Christian brethren can enjoy the holiday.
New Years, the family gets together and gives thanks for the year. Then I kick everyone out and enjoy the rest of the evening with the little lady. On New Years day I cook breakfast for the family.
I don’t think it’s the Westminster. It’s something called The National Dog Show. I’m going to try to have it on in the bedroom where I’ll sneak away to watch it. My husband will have the Packers vs. Detroit on. I’ll have to switch back and forth.
Our day will start with Mass at 9 and then stopping at a local restaurant to pick up a pre-made TG dinner. I’ve never done that before. It’s just the 2 of us this year, and I’m sure I’ll be disappointed in the meal.
And it’s not less work. I’ve been agonizing for days as to which dishes and which linens to use. I gave away a set of dishes this year, and now I miss them. They were always perfect for TG. And I can’t find a set of linens that I want to use on the table. I’ve been cleaning for days, and the house doesn’t look any better than when I started.
But, but, but...Christmas is on a SUNDAY this year. Do you really mean that no churches will be open? I guess that’s what decades of Communist rule will get you. 80% atheists. Sad.
Which “Christmas Carol”? I sure hope it’s either the Alastair Sim or the George C. Scott version.
Me neither! I watch it every year and it still brings tears to my eyes. Great story.
Grind up one box of oyster crackers (or Ritz)
Buy about 3 pounds of the freshest real salted butter you can find
Heat one nonstick electric fry pan to somewhere between low and medium, just enough to make butter bubble. A cast iron pan will do in a pinch, but the electric fry pan is easier to maintain at the proper temperature.
Dip and coat each oyster in the cracker crumbs
Gently saute the oysters in butter, turning only when the bottom is brown and crusty. Add butter to the pan as necessary.
When both sides are brown, crunchy and buttery, remove and eat.
This is a real fried oyster. Oysters done in deep fat are good, but nothing compares to the oyster as a butter delivery device. (Lobster is close, but still in second place)
Blessedly, I have no connection whatsoever to the ex-Governor, but I do hope that one day soon he will don an orange jumpsuit in the care of the state whose citizens he helped to rob blind.
And in light of the loving compassion Corzine's Democrat party claims for the "underprivileged" and also for the colorful practitioners of "alternative lifestyles", I cannot help but wish him to share a cellmate from among both their ranks.
Governor: I'd like to introduce you to Bubba. He's gonna be your best friend. Seven times a day.
Thanksgiving: We alternate years having lunch or dinner with my relatives or hers. I usually spend the evening groaning, “Why did I eat so much?. Never again.”
Christmas: Rise early, open presents with wife, son and two dogs. The dogs sure have the package thing figured out. Before going to a relative’s house for dinner, I might spend a few pleasant hours shooting lead downrange.
New Years Eve: We usually stay indoors — too many idiots in nearby apartments firing pistols in the air from a balcony.
New Years Day: clean up skyrockets from our roof and yard shot off by careless neighbors.
Well at least you're not going backwards. It seems like the more we clean, the messier our house seems to be getting this week.
We usually don't host TG, but we are this year, and it is a chore.
Do you know what channel the dog show is on?
The same channel as the parade. That’s how I heard about it. It was mentioned in conjunction with the Macy’s Parade. I’ll be looking for it too. I love dog shows. I try to out guess the judges and then it gives me a half hour’s complaining time because the Golden Retrievers never get the blue ribbon.
With all the millions of beautiful Golden Retrievers in this country, you’d think that an occasional one, or two, would be worthy of Best in Show! It’s just not fair!
I asked my son-in-law (who majored in marketing) why there are so many Goldens in ads, and he says that they teach that in marketing school — a Golden Retriever is an appealing gimick in an ad. Sort of like the pretty girl in short shorts sitting on the car hood in the 1950s, I guess.
Just watch some time, and you will see more Goldens in ads than any other breed.
I used to have a Golden. She was an amazing dog. Of all the dogs I’ve ever owned, she was the most affectionate and most in tune with my moods and emotions. She lived to please us and make us happy.
I now have two greyhounds, a pomer-uaua (Pomeranian/chihuahua mix), a poodle mix, and a dachshund mix.
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