Tuesday, December 6, 2011

My Belated Thanksgiving Post

I defected to Canada for Thanksgiving this year.  And it was awesome.  My sister moved to Nova Scotia with her little family and I hadn't seen her since I was up there last January for my Gram's funeral.  Not the happiest of trips, needless to say. 

Even though Canada celebrated Thanksgiving in October, she had decided to make me the usual Thanksgiving fare.  However, we both spaced taking the turkey out of the freezer so we went with the traditional Thanksgiving pizza instead, followed by using a rubber spatula to scrape the ice off the windshield of the mini van to take the kids to Dairy Queen for ice cream.  Cause that's what you do when it has just snowed and it's sub zero out and you ignored E2 when he suggested you pack some sensible shoes. 

It felt like one of the shortest weeks of my life.  Even though I missed E2, I loved getting to spend so much time with my Sis and the kids.  They were so proud of their disgusting, lice infested chickens.  Okay, they didn't really have lice but they're still disgusting.  Jesse insisted I help him with his daily chore of collecting the eggs.  And by help I mean I stood there and watched him do it.  There was no way I was getting in that coop.  I detest birds.  I made it clear to both Jesse and Sienna that while I was proud of them for being so brave and holding the revolting creatures, I had no intention of naming them, petting them, or*shudder* picking them up.  After getting a couple of pictures of them with their beloved pets, they decided it was time to corner me, each of them holding a chicken, and sandwich me in between them, forcing me to touch the nasty things.  They thought they were hil-ra-ri-ous.

They weren't.  

Jesse wanted a picture with his rooster, King Awesome, but it kept flapping him in his face.
So vile.  Kids are gross.
And speaking of gross kids...I finally got to meet my niece Erin and Jeff named after me.  Brynlee Dawn!  I'm pretty sure I spent the entire week smelling like spit up...and I didn't even care!

I love her!!!!

There's just something about fat little baby cheeks that brings out the cannibal in me.  
The week flew by and all of a sudden I was tucking the kids in and saying goodbye since I would be gone by the time they got up the next morning.  Apparently I was making too much noise trying to drag my 700 pound bags up the stairs.  Jesse woke up, got Sienna up, and they both came upstairs for one last goodbye.  It was 5:30 in the morning and they were SO tired.

Bwaaiiiiiins......We want bwaaaiiiiins!!!!
I love these little maggots. 

My family waited until I got back to have a family Thanksgiving dinner.  They invited E2.  I offhandedly let him know about the invitation half hoping he would be busy going to the gym...or something.  He accepted and I prayed my family would at least attempt a facade of normalcy.  They almost pulled it off.

My parents, youngest sister, brother, brother-in-law, two nephews, niece, E2 and I are seated at our places.  My Father, knowing full well that E2 is an Atheist, pipes up with, "Erik, would you like to offer the blessing on the food?"

My head snaps up and I stare at my Dad with eyes rounded in horror.  Luckily E2 doesn't skip a beat with his response of "Gesundheit".

Just one more reason why I adore him.


  1. That sounds like such a blast in Canada--and talk about cute kids--they are darling :) I wonder how my kids would react with chickens, probably not well LOL! We're such city folks now.

  2. That was a good comeback for E2. It sounds like something my dad would do as well.
    What's to be scared of with chickens?

  3. Canada celebrates on a different date? Who knew?

  4. I want to move to Canada. The U.S. is scary. Glad you had two fun Thanksgivings.

  5. "Bwains" was great. Can chickens get lice? What's the difference between "spit up" and straight up "throw up"? Does your sister live in an igloo like all other Canadians?
    I have so many (really dumb) questions.
    Glad you had a good time and that you're back to writing.

  6. What a great Thanksgiving! I can admire a fine lice-infested poultry specimen like anyone else, but I draw the line at cuddling one. The kids sure look happy about it though.

  7. By the way, I think you overdosed on my posts...freak...But thanks, it was like time traveling back to my own nuggets of genius.

  8. That last picture is hilarious! I'm with ya on birds-ew. just ew.

    That E2, he's a quick one-nice comeback!

  9. Birds are reptiles with wings. Everyone knows that.

    Cute kids though.

  10. Elisabeth- They really are cute. And there's nothing wrong with being city folk. The city is where humans belong dammit!

    George= I thought so too. Um. Nothing as long as they're boneless, skinless, and waiting for me in the meat department.

    Bodaciousboomer- *raises hand* This girl. Right here! :)

    Jordan- It really is sometimes. Especially during election years. Hope you had a great one as well.

    Pickleope- Thanks for making me google "do chickens get lice?" which naturally let me to google images.
    Baby spit and baby throw up are synonymous. And yes. She lives in an igloo, eats whale blubber, and sets the kidlings off to school on the dog sled pulled by immaculately groomed huskys. But I think you already knew all this.

    Ixy- I'm glad I'm not alone. They really did look happy about it didn't they? Little lice lovin freaks.

    Pickleope...again- I totally did. And I totally loved it. In a totally masochistic kind of way.

    Amanda- They are SO vile! And yeah, he's something alright. :)

    Mandy_Fish- They ARE! Like mini dinosaurs. There's a reason those effers went extinct!!

  11. Chickens aren't all that bad... as long as you are eating them. Cute pictures. Yay Canada!

  12. I just re-read this and you've made me miss them more. Maybe. It could just be a slight hangover making me particularly emotional today.