We’ll be eating leftovers after the Thanksgiving holiday at least through the weekend. Oh! You too?
I’m ok with that because our meal this year was amazing! Perry outdid himself with the ham this year — he’s a Pit Boss expert and his cherry glazed ham is one of my favorites.
We weren’t too sick to eat.
We didn’t eat with the pesky neighbors this year since our home is full of sick people, but we did share dishes. Katie came around early evening since she’s young and brave. She’s already had this nasty bug and since she’s now living in Tennessee, every visit is important. She stayed long enough to get the dogs all stirred up and wild.
Feeling yucky didn’t hinder other Thanksgiving traditions.
It wouldn’t be Thanksgiving if everyone didn’t take a nap once their bellies were full.
And finally, we finished off the night watching National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation. Thanksgiving 2024 is in the books and Christmas is right around the corner. Here’s hoping you have lots to be thankful for, and you have leftovers to enjoy over the weekend too. 😉
Now you know: Thanksgiving’s date wasn’t fixed until 1941. Before that, U.S. presidents chose the date, with George Washington declaring the first national Thanksgiving in 1789. Thomas Jefferson refused to observe it, calling it too religious.
I’m old enough to remember hearing this as a kid. What about you? Your Mom or Grandmother recite that phrase to get you to quiet down and not interrupt adults?
The phrase “children should be seen and not heard” originates from a time when societal norms emphasized strict discipline and limited a child’s role in adult environments. It reflects the idea that children should behave quietly and not interrupt or involve themselves in adult conversations or activities.
This perspective is considered outdated.
Modern parenting and educational approaches encourage children to express themselves, ask questions, and participate in discussions. It’s said that engagement between children and adults is seen as beneficial for development.
This is one child that should adhere to the traditional phrase… he wants to be heard 24/7.
Why is it we always seem to overcorrect?
I agree that children respectfully engaging with adults is beneficial; however, that doesn’t mean they should interrupt adult conversations saying they’re ready to go home, or be allowed to blab on to the point that grownups aren’t able to converse.
I’m sure my opinion is formed because of the generation I find myself a part of. This makes me think of a story my Mom would often tell about my great aunt, Lois. Lois kept her personal items like cologne on her dresser. She would memorize their exact placement so she would know if any item was touched.
Before leaving the room, she would recite this phrase:
“Don’t meddle, don’t touch, little girl, little boy, or else the world will lose some of its joy.”
Now you know: Children develop and share their own unique folklore (called ‘childlore’), including rhymes and games, which often disappear by adolescence and go unnoticed by adults.
I posted early yesterday morning about the few flurries we had. I even said I didn’t think it was enough to count as the 1st of the season. I was wrong!
Yesterday’s snow counted after all! It ended up spitting snow off and on all day long. The temperature hovered close to freezing but the wind was brutal. When the wind died down a bit late afternoon, the snow was very pretty. I LOVE snow, y’all. ❤️
The dumped and starving puppy is now a picky eater that loves snow.
Dr. Rennekamp said to feed Hugo 1.5 cups of puppy food twice per day. I feel lucky if I can get him to eat 2/3 cup. I’ve tried putting hot water on it and that doesn’t work. My Momma made veggie soup yesterday and because I’m under the weather (COVID test was negative — it’s sinusitis again), Mr. Pesky delivered some to me. It was amazing!
I put a bit of the juice and a few carrots on his dry food left over from breakfast and he devoured it. I put 1.5 cups of dog food in his bowl for dinner with a bit more of that soup and he scarfed it up like a boss. I may need Mom to make that miracle brew in bulk.
I’m already looking forward to the next snow… so are Hugo and Merida.
Perry and Dharma aren’t a fan of the white stuff. And while Dharma likes cold weather better than Perry does, she’s not steady enough on her feet to appreciate slick steps. Even though it’s not yet wintertime, it’s past time to put up the umbrellas — that’s on the “to do” list for today. Also, the bug zapper should be retired until spring. 🙄
Now you know: Orangutans are the largest tree-dwelling animal on the planet. They are astonishingly intelligent, with high IQ and problem solving, and have been named the world’s most intelligent animal in a study that places them even above chimpanzees and dolphins.
My Momma always told us not to pet stray animals. “You don’t know what diseases they might be carrying,” she would say. Of course, she was right.
Did Hugo share his parasites with his sisters?
Hugo’s fecal test was positive for unwanted parasites. He’s probably made Dharma and Merida sick too, so they each have to take the same round of meds that he’s taking. Thing is… he takes 1 pill a day, and the two 100 pounders have to take 5 per day. Capsules aren’t easy to give.
At least the sky was pretty on our way home from picking up the drugs:
Sometimes siblings suck.
My brother, Scott, and I likely gave each other colds and more throughout the years. If our parents would’ve stopped with one child, it would’ve been easier on Scott… at least as kids. But they went and dragged some other human into the mix — me — who didn’t obey the “don’t pet strays” rule.
And so here we are…
Merida is tolerating Hugo a bit better, much like Scott who stopped crying because I wasn’t named ‘Olive Oil’ after a time. I sure hope Dharma and Merida can appreciate Hugo at some point down the road. We have 9 more days of huge pills to be dispensed, and months of being terrorized by a puppy. I hope we all think it was worth it this time next year.
Now you know: Economists estimate that only 8 percent of the world’s currency exists as physical cash.
Yesterday, I went to an optometrist primarily because the contacts I had left (and was wearing) were past their expiration date.
The good news is, although I do have cataracts, they are a 1 on a scale of 4 and I have a good 5-10 years before I’ll need surgery, per the doc. No glaucoma and no macular blah blah blah. She said my eyes were healthy! That makes me wonder why I can’t see like I think I should be able to.
Not a pair of funky glasses to buy!
The vision center had nothing I liked. No brand names… nothing special. So I headed over to SOUTHOOD — if you want a unique pair of frames, you’ll love their stuff. I had my choices narrowed down to 3 when Ben walked in and told me I was not allowed to buy frames that looked like something a mad scientist would wear.
For the record, none of my final picks were round on one eye and square on the other, but Ben thinks that’s what I ordered. No way I want him to know he had any influence on my purchase.
Happy Halloween! 🎃
My least favorite holiday is just about a memory. For those of you that love it, sure hope you enjoyed it.
Now you know: In 1986, Ronald McIntosh was sentenced to 25 years in federal prison for escaping prison, stealing a helicopter, and landing it at another prison’s exercise yard to pick up his convict girlfriend Samantha Lopez. They were caught 10 days later by the FBI.
