Saturday, November 26, 2011

Thanksgiving Story


In each family, there is always one person who does the Thanksgiving cooking. In my family, it’s always been my dad. But this one year, my mother wanted to help out and make the mashed potatoes. Now, let me tell you, my mom can only cook toast. Maybe cereal, if you’re lucky. So when she said this, we all stopped and laughed. But my dad, to our horror, allowed her to make the potatoes. I couldn’t help but sit right in front of her and watch. She peeled the potatoes with ease, which was a relief because if you can’t peel the potatoes then you need to step away from the table. Mom filled the pot with water and began cutting up the potatoes with no problems. Deciding that she had it under control, I spent the rest of the day doing homework until dinner was ready.
Finally, at around 4pm, my dad called us for dinner. My brother and sister and I came to the table with hungry eyes, not have eaten all day. Everything looked delicious. The turkey was roasted to perfection, the stuffing was so hot it was still steaming, the green bean casserole looked disgusting, as always to me. The last thing I saw was the mashed potatoes. They looked alright. So after so thanks to God for all we have, I grabbed the mashed potatoes and dug my spoon into them. Usually, mashed potatoes are soft. But when my spoon went in, the whole bowl of potatoes came out with it. I stopped dead and looked up at my family. It was silent for a moment and then we all cracked up laughing. Even my mom thought it was hilarious. Let’s just say, that from now on, my dad will forever do the cooking on Thanksgiving. Especially the mashed potatoes!

School overdose

I’m so sick of school and all its bullshit. College is so overrated and all of us stupid Americans feed into it. Yeah, pay eighty grand to get the “college experience”. What experience? Doing your own wash? Cooking? Partying till you throw up? What kind of experience is that? Sounds like a huge waste of money to me! I’m almost done school (two weeks left) and I’m disgusted with my fifteen grand debt. How can people waste so much money just to live away from home for four years. Especially when most college kids end up living back at home after they graduate because they are too damn broke. I just don’t see why we need college. I haven’t learned anything new from these two and half years. Passing a class is all based on the teacher. How the teacher teaches is what passes you.  You either get the easy teachers who tell you exactly what is on the test, or you get the teachers who ramble on about their family problems during your class and the say “Oh by the way, test next week on six chapters.” It’s just not worth it to me. I feel like I waste my time there. I like working so much better. And I cant wait to start full time!

I need a personal driver.


My dad is a great man. But with every great man, there are still annoying factors about each of them. My dad is ALWAYS looking for something wrong with one of our cars. Usually mine.  Every year over my Thanksgiving break, my dad finds something wrong with my car and takes it to the shop and it is there all week. And I’m stuck at home during my only week off of school. It is such a bad time too, because at work I never know how late I’ll be there. For example, Wednesday night, my boyfriend was waiting for three hours for me outside. All because I didn’t have a car and he was my ride home. That’s ridiculous! I know damn well, I would not have been happy about waiting for him that long! But my parents always look at it the old fashioned way. “He’s the boy, he can wait.” No, its not fucking about that anymore! Wake up! Its 2011! I wouldn’t ever ask someone to wait three fucking hours for me! I’m just tired of relying on other people and need to move out so I can do things around my own schedule. I know he is paying for the repairs, but it is also my car. That I bought. So you need to consider my plans when you are taking it to the shop. But he never does. I just hate not having my car!

Christmas Gifts


This year I did some Black Friday shopping on Thanksgiving. Shopping online is sometimes way better than going into the store and dealing with that! I got a white Pea coat and a new black one. My old one is very shaggy looking and too big. They were each only $50 which is cheap. I also bought a pair of black boots and brown ones for when it snows and I have to come to work. Then I won’t get my Uggs dirty. I got myself some winter clothes, but I still have no idea what to get everyone else this year. My dad wants wine, which is fine and it is cheap. Well, cheaper than other people’s gifts. My sister I might get a gift card to American Eagle since she loves shopping there. I think giving people gift cards is nice because you allow them to pick out whatever they want to get. But I do know that some people take it as “just throwing money at someone”. I never understood that. I guess because I always enjoyed getting money or gift cards to places. My brother and mom, I don’t even want to get them anything! Don’t get along with them. Why waste the money? But you gotta do what you gotta do. Ugh, and now there is my boyfriend’s parents too. I hate that we started this. I don’t want to get them anything! Guess I should do some brainstorming.

Downtown


Every year on the second Saturday in December, my mom’s family goes downtown to Philly to see all of the attractions they have for the holiday season. We have been doing it since all of us cousins have been little. And no one hated each other. But it is still a fun thing to do and now I can bring Jul with me so I finally have someone to walk with! But he has never been downtown and last year’s was all mixed up. So he didn’t get to see everything that we normally would do.  Normally, we meet up at Macy’s and have breakfast and wait for everyone to get there. My family is always late. Then when everyone arrives, we go upstairs and walk through the Charles Dickinson Christmas Carol. Then we watch the light show and go eat. We used to go to Bertucci’s every year, but the one downtown closed down. So now we go to Maggiano’s- a little bit more high class and expensive.  After we eat, we take a walk over to the “huge” Christmas tree. Now that I’m older, it is not huge at all. But being a young kid, you think it is the tallest tree in the world. We go to some other places too, but those ones hold the best memories. Not as many people go anymore, but it’s always my favorite part of the holiday season. And sometimes less people is more fun.

Break


This Thanksgiving holiday was just similar to any other one I’ve had. All we do is stay home and chill out, which is a nice change up considering that the week of Thanksgiving is always a week from hell at my job. Wednesday night we were at the store until midnight. Sometimes I do not understand my any of my bosses. I like Nicole a lot but she did everything backwards that night and it caused us to be there so late. She didn’t put any of the Black Friday Ad items out until when we were closed. And the store still needed to be cleaned. So all in all, it was very late night but I had my friend Ashley with me as well, so it was still semi-fun. That is why Thanksgiving is always a nice day to stay home. But it is hardly a “break”. So many teachers give us homework over the week that we spend it doing work! Yeah, while they sit on their asses fat, dumb, and happy all week! Can’t wait to be done with school and start my full-time job! However, my dad is already getting a little too excited about all this. He keeps telling me what I’ll be paying for when I go full-time. Get excited all you want….I’m still living with you!!

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

#FamilyProblems


I swear to God, my mom’s whole family is a bunch of loonies! Everyone is now not talking to my Aunt Theresa because she is so crazy. So this holiday season should be so much fun. And apparently she is four months behind on her mortgage payment. And my dad says that after six month of no payment, they put the house up for foreclosure. Then where will she go? I hope she doesn’t decide to come to my house because there is no way my dad would ever let her stay with us! And that would be an awkward conversation to have.  My Aunt Mill is pretty much the only adult in the family and has tried talking to her about her attitude but she just hangs up the phone. It just sucks because she has seven kids and their dad died eight years ago from Melanoma cancer and they are all messed up because of my aunt’s depression and the death of their father. I think my aunt is just really lonely and has no one to go home to at night. And now even her kids are turning against her and saying “Let her fall on her face and maybe then she will learn.” But how could they say that about their own mother? It just sounds really harsh. I mean the person she loved died way too young, she obviously is still depressed over it and needs to talk to someone. But she is too proud. Pride will kill ya, Aunt Theresa.