Thanksgiving

[Guest guest]

You are a hoot Willem..God Bless you.

Thanksgiving is the great day in America where you get a day off work and

get to watch Football!

Your Friend,

Donna

[Guest guest]

Well, actually, (she says in her best Wayne drawl), here's how we celebrate

Thanksgiving in the Republic of Texas ........

In Texas, we skin up some buffalo. It's hard to sneak up on buffalo, but we do.

Course, we are dressed in full headdress repleat with feathers and boa, high

heeled cowboy boots and shiny belt buckle. Thanks to those big silver belt

buckles, we gotta be careful which way the sun is shining cuz it can reflect

that sunshine like a mirror and alert the ever wary buffalo.

This is where the term " red neck " comes in. Some of the male hunters refuse to

wear their feather boas around their necks and they get sun burned. This is why

there is such anymosity between red necks and Drag Queens. Drag Queens never

have to worry about getting a red neck while hunting buffalo.

In Texas, Buffalo Thanksgiving Hunting is a family event. We all pile into our

stretch Cadillac limo's and drive out to the buffalo farms just outside of town

(actually there is at least one close to me and it's just north of Dallas where

you can pull off on the side of the road and go watch buffalo chew their cud).

We make the obligatory tromp to the barn to pet the horses, cuz you know Texans

can't do without their horses, then we gather and plan for the big hunt.

After we've felled a buffalo, (we fire a few rounds in the air just to keep the

NRA happy, but usually the buffalo die of fright), we let the hired ranch hands

drag the carcas back to the ranch house with a Deer tractor and we go find

the beer and pop a top while it's being skinned and prepared for the feast.

While the buffalo is turning on a huge spit over an even larger bonfire (we

also roast Aggies in the bonfire, ok ok I know, bad visual but I couldn't

resist, that's another holiday , we continue to enjoy our beer or

sometimes we get adventurous and have one with a foreign name, like Shiner Bock.

(These are brewed in Texas and we make sure we have no imported alcohol as this

would ruin the whole holiday causing us to speak in tongues and that's reserved

for the holy Sunday).

Finally, after we've belched a lot and can barely stand, the buffalo is done,

crisp and succulent, and we fill our plates. At this time, being in the Bible

belt and all, we bow our head in thanks to the Almighty for our bountiful land,

bountiful harvest and bountiful spirit that He has Blessed us with. We still

curse the British red coats and the religious persecution that instigated the

Mayflower cruise ship to land at Plymouth Rock (it musta been a big rock, I've

never seen it). We are thankful for our freedom of religion in America and ask

God to make sure everyone is a Baptist by Christmas, Easter at the latest.

Then we eat!

Along with the roasted buffalo, some like theirs barbequed and some like them

cajun fried, though I don't hold with no out of Texas fancy foreign cuisine, we

like our candied yams with marshmellows, green bean casserole, lots of cornbread

dressing usually laced with some type of alcohol and if you aren't careful,

maybe seasoned with some cannibus and if you're lucky, some peyote is a great

spice. As with almost every meal, we got our big pot of pinto beans, cornbread

with lots of butter, and onions. Big pitures of tea all around to keep us

trotting to the outhouse of course. We got mashed potatoes, fried potatoes,

boiled and braised potatoes and potato salad. A big mess of turnip greens,

mixed greens and polk salad. Fruit salad (which thankfully has no lettuce as

lettuce gives me gas). Banana pudding, blackberry cobbler (hand picked berries

of course, I can attest to the chiggers on my legs), pumpkin pie, pecan pie,

lots of rolls, mexican corn, corn on the cob, cream corn (thanks to our heathen

breathren who fed us up fat back in the day, before the kill). Jalepeno's and

salsa are always a good side dish. And much much else. So much else that we

feed on this for days before packing it back up and freezing it for Christmas

holidays.

Naturally, we have our big screen tv to watch football (go Dallas Cowboys!)

while we eat. We nap then get up and eat again. This is probably why Americans

are so fat. If the American Medical Association wants to slim us down, they'd

do it faster by taking away holiday meals but then, they'd have a big riot on

their hands and I do believe Texas would then secede from the Union for once and

all. How can you have a holiday without food?

When the sun goes down, we bring out the jugs of moonshine and sing songs like

Texas My Texas and Yellow Rose of Texas, till we pass out from passing so much

gas.

Turkeys are good mind you. We aren't discriminating against turkeys cuz our

forefathers did shoot em and eat up up, but down here in Texas, even as big as

we grow em, they just aren't big enough.

So that's the story of how us Texans celebrate Thanksgiving. I'm sure there's

some stuff I left out and some of you might have some ideas or experiences,

perhaps even some folklore about how your family celebrates the great tradition

of thanksgiving.

Regardless how we celebrate it, we truly are thankful for our blessings and pray

for peace and happiness around the world (but most especially in Texas .

Yeeeeeeeeeehaw!

Alley

Grand Prairie Texas

native Texan

born and dyed blonde

[Guest guest]

HI.Waaauuuuuuuuuuw!!Yr a damn good storyteller and a bigger lier then

I.am!!.Willem

Re: thanksgiving

Well, actually, (she says in her best Wayne drawl), here's how we

celebrate Thanksgiving in the Republic of Texas ........

In Texas, we skin up some buffalo. It's hard to sneak up on buffalo, but we

do. Course, we are dressed in full headdress repleat with feathers and boa,

high heeled cowboy boots and shiny belt buckle. Thanks to those big silver belt

buckles, we gotta be careful which way the sun is shining cuz it can reflect

that sunshine like a mirror and alert the ever wary buffalo.

This is where the term " red neck " comes in. Some of the male hunters refuse to

wear their feather boas around their necks and they get sun burned. This is why

there is such anymosity between red necks and Drag Queens. Drag Queens never

have to worry about getting a red neck while hunting buffalo.

In Texas, Buffalo Thanksgiving Hunting is a family event. We all pile into

our stretch Cadillac limo's and drive out to the buffalo farms just outside of

town (actually there is at least one close to me and it's just north of Dallas

where you can pull off on the side of the road and go watch buffalo chew their

cud). We make the obligatory tromp to the barn to pet the horses, cuz you know

Texans can't do without their horses, then we gather and plan for the big hunt.

After we've felled a buffalo, (we fire a few rounds in the air just to keep

the NRA happy, but usually the buffalo die of fright), we let the hired ranch

hands drag the carcas back to the ranch house with a Deer tractor and we go

find the beer and pop a top while it's being skinned and prepared for the feast.

While the buffalo is turning on a huge spit over an even larger bonfire (we

also roast Aggies in the bonfire, ok ok I know, bad visual but I couldn't

resist, that's another holiday , we continue to enjoy our beer or

sometimes we get adventurous and have one with a foreign name, like Shiner Bock.

(These are brewed in Texas and we make sure we have no imported alcohol as this

would ruin the whole holiday causing us to speak in tongues and that's reserved

for the holy Sunday).

Finally, after we've belched a lot and can barely stand, the buffalo is done,

crisp and succulent, and we fill our plates. At this time, being in the Bible

belt and all, we bow our head in thanks to the Almighty for our bountiful land,

bountiful harvest and bountiful spirit that He has Blessed us with. We still

curse the British red coats and the religious persecution that instigated the

Mayflower cruise ship to land at Plymouth Rock (it musta been a big rock, I've

never seen it). We are thankful for our freedom of religion in America and ask

God to make sure everyone is a Baptist by Christmas, Easter at the latest.

Then we eat!

Along with the roasted buffalo, some like theirs barbequed and some like them

cajun fried, though I don't hold with no out of Texas fancy foreign cuisine, we

like our candied yams with marshmellows, green bean casserole, lots of cornbread

dressing usually laced with some type of alcohol and if you aren't careful,

maybe seasoned with some cannibus and if you're lucky, some peyote is a great

spice. As with almost every meal, we got our big pot of pinto beans, cornbread

with lots of butter, and onions. Big pitures of tea all around to keep us

trotting to the outhouse of course. We got mashed potatoes, fried potatoes,

boiled and braised potatoes and potato salad. A big mess of turnip greens,

mixed greens and polk salad. Fruit salad (which thankfully has no lettuce as

lettuce gives me gas). Banana pudding, blackberry cobbler (hand picked berries

of course, I can attest to the chiggers on my legs), pumpkin pie, pecan pie,

lots of rolls, mexican corn, cor

Naturally, we have our big screen tv to watch football (go Dallas Cowboys!)

while we eat. We nap then get up and eat again. This is probably why Americans

are so fat. If the American Medical Association wants to slim us down, they'd

do it faster by taking away holiday meals but then, they'd have a big riot on

their hands and I do believe Texas would then secede from the Union for once and

all. How can you have a holiday without food?

When the sun goes down, we bring out the jugs of moonshine and sing songs like

Texas My Texas and Yellow Rose of Texas, till we pass out from passing so much

gas.

Turkeys are good mind you. We aren't discriminating against turkeys cuz our

forefathers did shoot em and eat up up, but down here in Texas, even as big as

we grow em, they just aren't big enough.

So that's the story of how us Texans celebrate Thanksgiving. I'm sure there's

some stuff I left out and some of you might have some ideas or experiences,

perhaps even some folklore about how your family celebrates the great tradition

of thanksgiving.

Regardless how we celebrate it, we truly are thankful for our blessings and

pray for peace and happiness around the world (but most especially in Texas .

Yeeeeeeeeeehaw!

Alley

Grand Prairie Texas

native Texan

born and dyed blonde

[Guest guest]

HI.Waaauuuuuuuuuuw!!Yr a damn good storyteller and a bigger lier then

I.am!!.Willem

Re: thanksgiving

Well, actually, (she says in her best Wayne drawl), here's how we

celebrate Thanksgiving in the Republic of Texas ........

In Texas, we skin up some buffalo. It's hard to sneak up on buffalo, but we

do. Course, we are dressed in full headdress repleat with feathers and boa,

high heeled cowboy boots and shiny belt buckle. Thanks to those big silver belt

buckles, we gotta be careful which way the sun is shining cuz it can reflect

that sunshine like a mirror and alert the ever wary buffalo.

This is where the term " red neck " comes in. Some of the male hunters refuse to

wear their feather boas around their necks and they get sun burned. This is why

there is such anymosity between red necks and Drag Queens. Drag Queens never

have to worry about getting a red neck while hunting buffalo.

In Texas, Buffalo Thanksgiving Hunting is a family event. We all pile into

our stretch Cadillac limo's and drive out to the buffalo farms just outside of

town (actually there is at least one close to me and it's just north of Dallas

where you can pull off on the side of the road and go watch buffalo chew their

cud). We make the obligatory tromp to the barn to pet the horses, cuz you know

Texans can't do without their horses, then we gather and plan for the big hunt.

After we've felled a buffalo, (we fire a few rounds in the air just to keep

the NRA happy, but usually the buffalo die of fright), we let the hired ranch

hands drag the carcas back to the ranch house with a Deer tractor and we go

find the beer and pop a top while it's being skinned and prepared for the feast.

While the buffalo is turning on a huge spit over an even larger bonfire (we

also roast Aggies in the bonfire, ok ok I know, bad visual but I couldn't

resist, that's another holiday , we continue to enjoy our beer or

sometimes we get adventurous and have one with a foreign name, like Shiner Bock.

(These are brewed in Texas and we make sure we have no imported alcohol as this

would ruin the whole holiday causing us to speak in tongues and that's reserved

for the holy Sunday).

Finally, after we've belched a lot and can barely stand, the buffalo is done,

crisp and succulent, and we fill our plates. At this time, being in the Bible

belt and all, we bow our head in thanks to the Almighty for our bountiful land,

bountiful harvest and bountiful spirit that He has Blessed us with. We still

curse the British red coats and the religious persecution that instigated the

Mayflower cruise ship to land at Plymouth Rock (it musta been a big rock, I've

never seen it). We are thankful for our freedom of religion in America and ask

God to make sure everyone is a Baptist by Christmas, Easter at the latest.

Then we eat!

Along with the roasted buffalo, some like theirs barbequed and some like them

cajun fried, though I don't hold with no out of Texas fancy foreign cuisine, we

like our candied yams with marshmellows, green bean casserole, lots of cornbread

dressing usually laced with some type of alcohol and if you aren't careful,

maybe seasoned with some cannibus and if you're lucky, some peyote is a great

spice. As with almost every meal, we got our big pot of pinto beans, cornbread

with lots of butter, and onions. Big pitures of tea all around to keep us

trotting to the outhouse of course. We got mashed potatoes, fried potatoes,

boiled and braised potatoes and potato salad. A big mess of turnip greens,

mixed greens and polk salad. Fruit salad (which thankfully has no lettuce as

lettuce gives me gas). Banana pudding, blackberry cobbler (hand picked berries

of course, I can attest to the chiggers on my legs), pumpkin pie, pecan pie,

lots of rolls, mexican corn, cor

Naturally, we have our big screen tv to watch football (go Dallas Cowboys!)

while we eat. We nap then get up and eat again. This is probably why Americans

are so fat. If the American Medical Association wants to slim us down, they'd

do it faster by taking away holiday meals but then, they'd have a big riot on

their hands and I do believe Texas would then secede from the Union for once and

all. How can you have a holiday without food?

When the sun goes down, we bring out the jugs of moonshine and sing songs like

Texas My Texas and Yellow Rose of Texas, till we pass out from passing so much

gas.

Turkeys are good mind you. We aren't discriminating against turkeys cuz our

forefathers did shoot em and eat up up, but down here in Texas, even as big as

we grow em, they just aren't big enough.

So that's the story of how us Texans celebrate Thanksgiving. I'm sure there's

some stuff I left out and some of you might have some ideas or experiences,

perhaps even some folklore about how your family celebrates the great tradition

of thanksgiving.

Regardless how we celebrate it, we truly are thankful for our blessings and

pray for peace and happiness around the world (but most especially in Texas .

Yeeeeeeeeeehaw!

Alley

Grand Prairie Texas

native Texan

born and dyed blonde

[Guest guest]

Alley - You are a hoot! Boy, I'm glad I don't live in Texas. My poor

liver would be overcome! Bad enough I " had " to eat bacon wrapped

pineapple, cheese, olives, pickles, veggies and dip, turkey, mashed

potatoes, stuffing, corn, asparagus, ham, eggplant lasagna, chocolate

cake, and a brownie! (I'm sure I left something out.) Glad I joined

the fitness center this week!

Love & Blessings, Karolyn

> Well, actually, (she says in her best Wayne drawl), here's how

we celebrate Thanksgiving in the Republic of Texas ........

>

> In Texas, we skin up some buffalo. It's hard to sneak up on

buffalo, but we do. Course, we are dressed in full headdress repleat

with feathers and boa, high heeled cowboy boots and shiny belt

buckle. Thanks to those big silver belt buckles, we gotta be careful

which way the sun is shining cuz it can reflect that sunshine like a

mirror and alert the ever wary buffalo.

>

> This is where the term " red neck " comes in. Some of the male

hunters refuse to wear their feather boas around their necks and they

get sun burned. This is why there is such anymosity between red

necks and Drag Queens. Drag Queens never have to worry about getting

a red neck while hunting buffalo.

>

> In Texas, Buffalo Thanksgiving Hunting is a family event. We all

pile into our stretch Cadillac limo's and drive out to the buffalo

farms just outside of town (actually there is at least one close to

me and it's just north of Dallas where you can pull off on the side

of the road and go watch buffalo chew their cud). We make the

obligatory tromp to the barn to pet the horses, cuz you know Texans

can't do without their horses, then we gather and plan for the big

hunt.

>

> After we've felled a buffalo, (we fire a few rounds in the air just

to keep the NRA happy, but usually the buffalo die of fright), we let

the hired ranch hands drag the carcas back to the ranch house with a

Deer tractor and we go find the beer and pop a top while it's

being skinned and prepared for the feast. While the buffalo is

turning on a huge spit over an even larger bonfire (we also roast

Aggies in the bonfire, ok ok I know, bad visual but I couldn't

resist, that's another holiday , we continue to enjoy our

beer or sometimes we get adventurous and have one with a foreign

name, like Shiner Bock. (These are brewed in Texas and we make sure

we have no imported alcohol as this would ruin the whole holiday

causing us to speak in tongues and that's reserved for the holy

Sunday).

>

> Finally, after we've belched a lot and can barely stand, the

buffalo is done, crisp and succulent, and we fill our plates. At this

time, being in the Bible belt and all, we bow our head in thanks to

the Almighty for our bountiful land, bountiful harvest and bountiful

spirit that He has Blessed us with. We still curse the British red

coats and the religious persecution that instigated the Mayflower

cruise ship to land at Plymouth Rock (it musta been a big rock, I've

never seen it). We are thankful for our freedom of religion in

America and ask God to make sure everyone is a Baptist by Christmas,

Easter at the latest.

>

> Then we eat!

>

> Along with the roasted buffalo, some like theirs barbequed and some

like them cajun fried, though I don't hold with no out of Texas fancy

foreign cuisine, we like our candied yams with marshmellows, green

bean casserole, lots of cornbread dressing usually laced with some

type of alcohol and if you aren't careful, maybe seasoned with some

cannibus and if you're lucky, some peyote is a great spice. As with

almost every meal, we got our big pot of pinto beans, cornbread with

lots of butter, and onions. Big pitures of tea all around to keep us

trotting to the outhouse of course. We got mashed potatoes, fried

potatoes, boiled and braised potatoes and potato salad. A big mess

of turnip greens, mixed greens and polk salad. Fruit salad (which

thankfully has no lettuce as lettuce gives me gas). Banana pudding,

blackberry cobbler (hand picked berries of course, I can attest to

the chiggers on my legs), pumpkin pie, pecan pie, lots of rolls,

mexican corn, corn on the cob, cream corn (thanks to our heathen

breathren who fed us up fat back in the day, before the kill).

Jalepeno's and salsa are always a good side dish. And much much

else. So much else that we feed on this for days before packing it

back up and freezing it for Christmas holidays.

>

> Naturally, we have our big screen tv to watch football (go Dallas

Cowboys!) while we eat. We nap then get up and eat again. This is

probably why Americans are so fat. If the American Medical

Association wants to slim us down, they'd do it faster by taking away

holiday meals but then, they'd have a big riot on their hands and I

do believe Texas would then secede from the Union for once and all.

How can you have a holiday without food?

>

> When the sun goes down, we bring out the jugs of moonshine and sing

songs like Texas My Texas and Yellow Rose of Texas, till we pass out

from passing so much gas.

>

> Turkeys are good mind you. We aren't discriminating against

turkeys cuz our forefathers did shoot em and eat up up, but down

here in Texas, even as big as we grow em, they just aren't big enough.

>

> So that's the story of how us Texans celebrate Thanksgiving. I'm

sure there's some stuff I left out and some of you might have some

ideas or experiences, perhaps even some folklore about how your

family celebrates the great tradition of thanksgiving.

>

> Regardless how we celebrate it, we truly are thankful for our

blessings and pray for peace and happiness around the world (but most

especially in Texas .

>

> Yeeeeeeeeeehaw!

>

> Alley

> Grand Prairie Texas

> native Texan

> born and dyed blonde

>

>

[Guest guest]

Alley - You are a hoot! Boy, I'm glad I don't live in Texas. My poor

liver would be overcome! Bad enough I " had " to eat bacon wrapped

pineapple, cheese, olives, pickles, veggies and dip, turkey, mashed

potatoes, stuffing, corn, asparagus, ham, eggplant lasagna, chocolate

cake, and a brownie! (I'm sure I left something out.) Glad I joined

the fitness center this week!

Love & Blessings, Karolyn

> Well, actually, (she says in her best Wayne drawl), here's how

we celebrate Thanksgiving in the Republic of Texas ........

>

> In Texas, we skin up some buffalo. It's hard to sneak up on

buffalo, but we do. Course, we are dressed in full headdress repleat

with feathers and boa, high heeled cowboy boots and shiny belt

buckle. Thanks to those big silver belt buckles, we gotta be careful

which way the sun is shining cuz it can reflect that sunshine like a

mirror and alert the ever wary buffalo.

>

> This is where the term " red neck " comes in. Some of the male

hunters refuse to wear their feather boas around their necks and they

get sun burned. This is why there is such anymosity between red

necks and Drag Queens. Drag Queens never have to worry about getting

a red neck while hunting buffalo.

>

> In Texas, Buffalo Thanksgiving Hunting is a family event. We all

pile into our stretch Cadillac limo's and drive out to the buffalo

farms just outside of town (actually there is at least one close to

me and it's just north of Dallas where you can pull off on the side

of the road and go watch buffalo chew their cud). We make the

obligatory tromp to the barn to pet the horses, cuz you know Texans

can't do without their horses, then we gather and plan for the big

hunt.

>

> After we've felled a buffalo, (we fire a few rounds in the air just

to keep the NRA happy, but usually the buffalo die of fright), we let

the hired ranch hands drag the carcas back to the ranch house with a

Deer tractor and we go find the beer and pop a top while it's

being skinned and prepared for the feast. While the buffalo is

turning on a huge spit over an even larger bonfire (we also roast

Aggies in the bonfire, ok ok I know, bad visual but I couldn't

resist, that's another holiday , we continue to enjoy our

beer or sometimes we get adventurous and have one with a foreign

name, like Shiner Bock. (These are brewed in Texas and we make sure

we have no imported alcohol as this would ruin the whole holiday

causing us to speak in tongues and that's reserved for the holy

Sunday).

>

> Finally, after we've belched a lot and can barely stand, the

buffalo is done, crisp and succulent, and we fill our plates. At this

time, being in the Bible belt and all, we bow our head in thanks to

the Almighty for our bountiful land, bountiful harvest and bountiful

spirit that He has Blessed us with. We still curse the British red

coats and the religious persecution that instigated the Mayflower

cruise ship to land at Plymouth Rock (it musta been a big rock, I've

never seen it). We are thankful for our freedom of religion in

America and ask God to make sure everyone is a Baptist by Christmas,

Easter at the latest.

>

> Then we eat!

>

> Along with the roasted buffalo, some like theirs barbequed and some

like them cajun fried, though I don't hold with no out of Texas fancy

foreign cuisine, we like our candied yams with marshmellows, green

bean casserole, lots of cornbread dressing usually laced with some

type of alcohol and if you aren't careful, maybe seasoned with some

cannibus and if you're lucky, some peyote is a great spice. As with

almost every meal, we got our big pot of pinto beans, cornbread with

lots of butter, and onions. Big pitures of tea all around to keep us

trotting to the outhouse of course. We got mashed potatoes, fried

potatoes, boiled and braised potatoes and potato salad. A big mess

of turnip greens, mixed greens and polk salad. Fruit salad (which

thankfully has no lettuce as lettuce gives me gas). Banana pudding,

blackberry cobbler (hand picked berries of course, I can attest to

the chiggers on my legs), pumpkin pie, pecan pie, lots of rolls,

mexican corn, corn on the cob, cream corn (thanks to our heathen

breathren who fed us up fat back in the day, before the kill).

Jalepeno's and salsa are always a good side dish. And much much

else. So much else that we feed on this for days before packing it

back up and freezing it for Christmas holidays.

>

> Naturally, we have our big screen tv to watch football (go Dallas

Cowboys!) while we eat. We nap then get up and eat again. This is

probably why Americans are so fat. If the American Medical

Association wants to slim us down, they'd do it faster by taking away

holiday meals but then, they'd have a big riot on their hands and I

do believe Texas would then secede from the Union for once and all.

How can you have a holiday without food?

>

> When the sun goes down, we bring out the jugs of moonshine and sing

songs like Texas My Texas and Yellow Rose of Texas, till we pass out

from passing so much gas.

>

> Turkeys are good mind you. We aren't discriminating against

turkeys cuz our forefathers did shoot em and eat up up, but down

here in Texas, even as big as we grow em, they just aren't big enough.

>

> So that's the story of how us Texans celebrate Thanksgiving. I'm

sure there's some stuff I left out and some of you might have some

ideas or experiences, perhaps even some folklore about how your

family celebrates the great tradition of thanksgiving.

>

> Regardless how we celebrate it, we truly are thankful for our

blessings and pray for peace and happiness around the world (but most

especially in Texas .

>

> Yeeeeeeeeeehaw!

>

> Alley

> Grand Prairie Texas

> native Texan

> born and dyed blonde

>

>

[Guest guest]

haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

I forgot the rattlesnake soup!!!

Alley

[Guest guest]

Esther...so sorry to hear of your loss...remember the good times and

she'll be in your heart forever....may God watch over you...

love jerry

[Guest guest]

Sherri,

What is the difference (besides date) of the Canadian Thanksgiving from the

American one? It looks like I am gaining a new brother in law who is

Canadian - ey! My sister has assured me that she would never miss a

Thanksgiving with us since this will not be a problem with the inlaws.

thanksgiving

>

> Happy Thanksgiving to all the Canadians on this list. Sherri mom to Tayler

6 (DS) and Cierra 4 3/4

>

>

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[Guest guest]

It is the date, and the americans go all out for it with parades and stuff

where as in canada we just have turkey and pumpkin pie

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Sent: Monday, October 11, 2004 4:36 PM

Subject: Re: thanksgiving

> Sherri,

>

> What is the difference (besides date) of the Canadian Thanksgiving from

the

> American one? It looks like I am gaining a new brother in law who is

> Canadian - ey! My sister has assured me that she would never miss a

> Thanksgiving with us since this will not be a problem with the inlaws.

>

>

> thanksgiving

>

>

> >

> > Happy Thanksgiving to all the Canadians on this list. Sherri mom to

Tayler

> 6 (DS) and Cierra 4 3/4

> >

> >

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[Guest guest]

Well for all our American friends the Thanksgiving Holiday is again upon us.

I have only one thing to say about it TOFURKEY! LOL Orin

[Guest guest]

Happy Thanksgiving to all American listmembers. Despite our illnesses,

despite being embroiled in a war that has no way out, despite all the things

that

may be wrong with our lives, today is a day to focus on the people and

things for which we are grateful. For one day each year, we remember the 1000

ways that we are rich and very blessed. May today be a day when the blessings

of this earth flow through your life with abundance.

Kathy F.

In a message dated 11/25/2004 6:22:44 AM Eastern Standard Time,

orinok@... writes:

Well for all our American friends the Thanksgiving Holiday is again upon us.

I have only one thing to say about it TOFURKEY! LOL Orin

[Guest guest]

Goodday group:

Being that this is thanksgiving day, I will share mine with you. Today I

am alone, my son is going with friends for a day to enjoy the usual

traditions of the day. I have another friend in another state who will

also be alone today - and I will be spending some time on the phone with

her. So I have time to reflect.

How do we give thanks when we are ill and facing each day the suffering

that goes with this disease?

Lyme is an illness that had taught me many lessons.

I give thanks that through facing this time of illness I have learned to

face my self and my reality like I never have before. It has separated the

" wheat from the chaff " . First, I have learned who my real family and

friends are and who they are not. I have no more illusions when I know who

sticks with me and who abandons me. I give thanks today for those people

who have accepted me as I am, and not as they would like me to be. Through

this I have learned to accept other people as they are, with their

illnesses and limitations - attempting to see the inner truth residing

inside that cannot be seen on the surface - the beauty of their hearts and

souls, and not the limitations of their bodies or minds.

Likewise, I give thanks that because of this illness I have learned to seek

and find the inner power and the higher wisdom from beyond my limited ego

which alone can guide my days and nights. I have come to trust the energies

that help when I turn over my fears and my fragility - invisible energies

built into the Cosmos by the Creator available in my humility and

weakness. I appreciate much more each single day and sometimes each single

hour and all the very little gifts of life which I have long in the past

overlooked and neglected.

I have had to learn the hard way that every thought and emotion has both

psychological and physical consequences. Each time I entertain negativity

and give in to stress from the outside world and circumstances of life I

pay the price of less of energy and increase in symptoms. I give thanks

that this illness has taught me to be the guardian on my own mind and heart

- ever watchful of thought and feelings I allow to paint my inner

landscape, and that it is me alone. and not others, who dictate what I

think and how I act.. I have come to have much more respect for myself -

and while forgiving those who refuse to understand me, I do not forget the

pain that lack of compassion brings. Therefore I give thanks that I can be

much more understanding and compassionate than I have ever been in the face

of the suffering of others.

And I give thanks that through this illness I have learned a new respect

for my body - and how to be its friend and helper. Acceptance of the

illness (rather than seeing it as an enemy) has lessened by resentment and

self-pity. Perhaps must mysteriously, I have been forced to look at where

in life I have opened the door to susceptibility to illness through

acceptance of unworthiness and guilt in childhood and beyond. And living

to do what I can rather then dwelling on what I cannot do has healed me

even thought I an not " cured " .

I give great thanks for all of you who in listening and sharing have shown

me love. I love all of you and thank you for your gifts to me and to each

other.

On this thanksgiving I thank each of you.

Glen Wolfsen

High Bridge, NJ..

[Guest guest]

In a message dated 11/25/2004 8:04:59 AM Eastern Standard Time,

Pugnfriend@... writes:

For one day each year, we remember the 1000

ways that we are rich and very blessed. May today be a day when the

blessings

of this earth flow through your life with abundance.

Kathy F.

Amen to that Kathy. Unfortunately we do have this painful illness to deal

with but then I'm sure we all have much to be thankful for as well.

Janet

[Guest guest]

SORRY FOR ALL THE CAPS, BUT SOMETIMES IT'S JUST EASIER TO TYPE LIKE THIS

SOMETIMES.

I COMMITTED THE ULTIMATE THANKSGIVING NO NO THIS YEAR. I DIDN'T GOT TO THE

ANNUAL FAMILY DINNER AT MY SISTER-IN-LAWS.

I HAD A ROUGH DAY YESTERDAY (WITH AN ARROGANT, RUDE, SSI DOCTOR. AND BY THE TIME

I GOT UP TODAY AND MADE TWO CASSEROLES AND A CAKE, I JUST DIDN'T FEEL LIKE GOING

- SO I DIDN'T. ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS GO TAKE A NAP AND I LAYED DOWN BUT NEVER

DID GO TO SLEEP.

I THINK I MAY HAVE TO MAKE AN EXTRA APPT WITH MY PSYCH DOC THIS WEEK TO SEE WHAT

WE CAN DO TO GET ME THROUGH THE HOLIDAYS.

I HOPE EVERYONE ELSES' THANKSGIVING WAS WONDERFUL. IT ACTUALLY WAS FOR ME ONCE I

MADE UP MY MIND NOT TO GO!

MAUREEN IN TENNESSEE

[Guest guest]

Glen,

I mirror your thanksgiving thoughts.

Craig

Glen Wolfsen <wolfsen@...> wrote:

Goodday group:

Being that this is thanksgiving day, I will share mine with you. Today I

am alone, my son is going with friends for a day to enjoy the usual

traditions of the day. I have another friend in another state who will

also be alone today - and I will be spending some time on the phone with

her. So I have time to reflect.

How do we give thanks when we are ill and facing each day the suffering

that goes with this disease?

Lyme is an illness that had taught me many lessons.

I give thanks that through facing this time of illness I have learned to

face my self and my reality like I never have before. It has separated the

" wheat from the chaff " . First, I have learned who my real family and

friends are and who they are not. I have no more illusions when I know who

sticks with me and who abandons me. I give thanks today for those people

who have accepted me as I am, and not as they would like me to be. Through

this I have learned to accept other people as they are, with their

illnesses and limitations - attempting to see the inner truth residing

inside that cannot be seen on the surface - the beauty of their hearts and

souls, and not the limitations of their bodies or minds.

Likewise, I give thanks that because of this illness I have learned to seek

and find the inner power and the higher wisdom from beyond my limited ego

which alone can guide my days and nights. I have come to trust the energies

that help when I turn over my fears and my fragility - invisible energies

built into the Cosmos by the Creator available in my humility and

weakness. I appreciate much more each single day and sometimes each single

hour and all the very little gifts of life which I have long in the past

overlooked and neglected.

I have had to learn the hard way that every thought and emotion has both

psychological and physical consequences. Each time I entertain negativity

and give in to stress from the outside world and circumstances of life I

pay the price of less of energy and increase in symptoms. I give thanks

that this illness has taught me to be the guardian on my own mind and heart

- ever watchful of thought and feelings I allow to paint my inner

landscape, and that it is me alone. and not others, who dictate what I

think and how I act.. I have come to have much more respect for myself -

and while forgiving those who refuse to understand me, I do not forget the

pain that lack of compassion brings. Therefore I give thanks that I can be

much more understanding and compassionate than I have ever been in the face

of the suffering of others.

And I give thanks that through this illness I have learned a new respect

for my body - and how to be its friend and helper. Acceptance of the

illness (rather than seeing it as an enemy) has lessened by resentment and

self-pity. Perhaps must mysteriously, I have been forced to look at where

in life I have opened the door to susceptibility to illness through

acceptance of unworthiness and guilt in childhood and beyond. And living

to do what I can rather then dwelling on what I cannot do has healed me

even thought I an not " cured " .

I give great thanks for all of you who in listening and sharing have shown

me love. I love all of you and thank you for your gifts to me and to each

other.

On this thanksgiving I thank each of you.

Glen Wolfsen

High Bridge, NJ..

Questions and/or comments can be directed to the list owner at

-Owner

[Guest guest]

As with a few other people on the list, most of my biological family is gone

and the holidays were, for awhile, something to be gotten through rather

than something to be relished. However, my partner and I have always had a

family of choice in our dearest friends, so several years ago we started new

traditions by celebrating the holidays with beloved friends by our side. So,

it

was with great anticipation that we looked forward to Thanksgiving. Two of

our closest " family " were staying with us and two others would be joining us

late in the afternoon for a traditional Thanksgiving dinner. We were busily

preparing our turkey yesterday morning when a terrible thunderstorm descended

on the Hudson Valley (in the Catskill Mountains about 115 miles north of

NYC). I said, " wouldn't it be awful if we lost power " and poof, the

electricity

went out! We have an electric stove, our oil heater requires electricity to

run and even our water comes from a well that is pumped via a motor that

requires electricity. So, no food could be cooked, we had no heat (the temp

was

dropping - it's now 29 degrees F) and we had to get buckets of water from the

creek behind the house in order to " flush " the toilets. We called our

friends in the next town and they had power, so we picked up our 17lb turkey

and

transported her to our friends' house. We finished stuffing the turkey and

popped her in our friends' oven. We then came back to our place, put logs on

the fire and played cards by the window for light. As the sun was about to

set, we decided we had to bring the rest of our food to our friends' house (we

couldn't boil potatoes to mash them or make sweet potatoes, or corn or string

beans or anything) so they might as well have our entire feast and not just

our turkey. I said that I was going to set the table with the china,

crystal, sterling and linen whether we had light or food or not. So as I was

busy

setting the table in near darkness, poof, the lights came back on. Our

kitchen became filled with whirling dervishes as we raced to prepare all the

rest

of the food. Within an hour and a half, we were back in business, the wine

bottles were opened and our neighbors arrived with our wonderfully cooked

turkey! We all raced to use the bathrooms without having to use the bucket

brigade to flush! We had lots of giggles and laughter and a ton of awfully

good

food.

So, the moral of the story is that if preparing the turkey is too much for

you, pull the electrical switch off and get your friends to cook the bird,

LOL.

Kathy F.

[Guest guest]

Glen-

I have received your message and if I knew you were going to be alone for

T-giving, you could have come to my house!!! (I LOVE to cook.....)

Anyway, I will call you this week..... 11/29 and we can talk and catch up.

Hope all are doing well, I haven't posted on this group in a long, long time.

I have a TON of new info to share about natural protocols for lyme.

Will post soon.

sue massie, CNHP

732 933-4011

[Guest guest]

In a message dated 11/26/2004 7:26:03 AM Eastern Standard Time,

OSBORNE@... writes:

I THINK I MAY HAVE TO MAKE AN EXTRA APPT WITH MY PSYCH DOC THIS WEEK TO SEE

WHAT WE CAN DO TO GET ME THROUGH THE HOLIDAYS.

I HOPE EVERYONE ELSES' THANKSGIVING WAS WONDERFUL. IT ACTUALLY WAS FOR ME

ONCE I MADE UP MY MIND NOT TO GO!

MAUREEN IN TENNESSEE

HI Maureen,

I must say that I give you tons of credit for doing something for yourself

and resting when you felt you needed it the most. There are many times I feel

like that and then to please everyone I don't follow up with what I really

need and that is to rest as well. The I regret it. I say more power to you

to listen to your body and your own needs.

Janet

[Guest guest]

In a message dated 11/26/04 9:51:35 PM Central Standard Time, mlw402@...

writes:

went with a friend to

her in-laws and had a real country thanksgiving...fresh

food...butchered hog , and all(no tofurkey lol!)

Best,

Marti

I have got to try that stuff some time. There was a news/debate show on the

other day and for a lighter note they showed some and talked about it. I just

cant imagine it being a direct replacement for real turkey but I love saying

it TOFURKEY! ha ha Orin

[Guest guest]

Hi Kathy,

What a heartwarming thanksgiving story I bet you will remembr ths

year's celebration forever. I find myself needing to adust my

expectations...when i don't expect a certain 'type " of holiday i

usually enjoy it more. I was alone this year so went with a friend to

her in-laws and had a real country thanksgiving...fresh

food...butchered hog , and all(no tofurkey lol!)

Best,

Marti

>

> As with a few other people on the list, most of my biological

family is gone

> and the holidays were, for awhile, something to be gotten through

rather

> than something to be relished. However, my partner and I have

always had a

> family of choice in our dearest friends, so several years ago we

started new

> traditions by celebrating the holidays with beloved friends by our

side. So, it

> was with great anticipation that we looked forward to

Thanksgiving. Two of

> our closest " family " were staying with us and two others would be

joining us

> late in the afternoon for a traditional Thanksgiving dinner. We

were busily

> preparing our turkey yesterday morning when a terrible

thunderstorm descended

> on the Hudson Valley (in the Catskill Mountains about 115 miles

north of

> NYC). I said, " wouldn't it be awful if we lost power " and poof,

the electricity

> went out! We have an electric stove, our oil heater requires

electricity to

> run and even our water comes from a well that is pumped via a

motor that

> requires electricity. So, no food could be cooked, we had no heat

(the temp was

> dropping - it's now 29 degrees F) and we had to get buckets of

water from the

> creek behind the house in order to " flush " the toilets. We called

our

> friends in the next town and they had power, so we picked up our

17lb turkey and

> transported her to our friends' house. We finished stuffing the

turkey and

> popped her in our friends' oven. We then came back to our place,

put logs on

> the fire and played cards by the window for light. As the sun was

about to

> set, we decided we had to bring the rest of our food to our

friends' house (we

> couldn't boil potatoes to mash them or make sweet potatoes, or

corn or string

> beans or anything) so they might as well have our entire feast and

not just

> our turkey. I said that I was going to set the table with the

china,

> crystal, sterling and linen whether we had light or food or not.

So as I was busy

> setting the table in near darkness, poof, the lights came back

on. Our

> kitchen became filled with whirling dervishes as we raced to

prepare all the rest

> of the food. Within an hour and a half, we were back in business,

the wine

> bottles were opened and our neighbors arrived with our wonderfully

cooked

> turkey! We all raced to use the bathrooms without having to use

the bucket

> brigade to flush! We had lots of giggles and laughter and a ton

of awfully good

> food.

>

> So, the moral of the story is that if preparing the turkey is too

much for

> you, pull the electrical switch off and get your friends to cook

the bird,

> LOL.

>

> Kathy F.

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

I have got to try that stuff some time. There was a news/debate

show on the

> other day and for a lighter note they showed some and talked about

it. I just

> cant imagine it being a direct replacement for real turkey but I

love saying

> it TOFURKEY! ha ha Orin

>

>

Hi Orin,

My youngest brother's gilfriend is a vegetarian and she really did

make tofurkey this year. He snuck out and got some real turkey to

add to the meal. It is a funny sounding name...LOL!

Marti

[Guest guest]

We aren't traveling far, but this will be the first Thanksgiving in about 23

years that I haven't hosted the dinner! We are going to my mother-in-laws house

to have dinner and then come home to a nice clean house. We have talked about

staying the night there and driving home in the morning. It will be fun to have

it somewhere else...I may even get to relax and enjoy some of the conversation

this time! :-)

Willow

-------------- Original message from " DK " <dkh2001@...>: --------------

>

> Just wondering if anyone is traveling to see family\friends for

> THANKSGIVING. its just 2 weeks away. I cant believe this yr has gone

> by so fast. i know its early to say but i hope everyone that does

> travel has a safe trip and have a good time.

>

>

> Debbie

>

>

>

>

>

>

> ===

>

[Guest guest]

This year my dad and brother are traveling over Thanksgiving and my mom and

I will be home. We are having another family join us and they have a 7 year

old son. It has been years since we have had any children to celebrate with

so I have been combing the Internet for things we can do with him to make

Thanksgiving meaningful. The dad is really into the football games on TV

and my mom likes to watch them too so the two of them can watch the game and

the rest of us can finish up the cooking (we are going to do as much ahead

of time as we can) and then do crafts and possibly scrapbooking! )

Danette Baker

Spokane, WA

scraps-of-joy@...

My disability is not a handicap

@ @\

@ @ @ ---\------

@ @ / /

I'll be standing in the gap for you

Just remember someone, somewhere

Is praying for you

Calling out your name

Praying for your strength

I'll be standing in the gap for you

~ Babbie Mason ~

-- Re: ThanksGiving

We aren't traveling far, but this will be the first Thanksgiving in about 23

years that I haven't hosted the dinner! We are going to my mother-in-laws

house to have dinner and then come home to a nice clean house. We have

talked about staying the night there and driving home in the morning. It

will be fun to have it somewhere else...I may even get to relax and enjoy

some of the conversation this time! :-)

Willow

-------------- Original message from " DK " <dkh2001@...>:

--------------

>

> Just wondering if anyone is traveling to see family\friends for

> THANKSGIVING. its just 2 weeks away. I cant believe this yr has gone

> by so fast. i know its early to say but i hope everyone that does

> travel has a safe trip and have a good time.

>

>

> Debbie

>

>

>

>

>

>

> ===

>

[Guest guest]

You know, I have never traveled anywhere for

Thanksgiving. I am blessed to have all of my family

live within a 15 mile radius of me. I go to my other

grandma's house where about 12 people come (thats

small for us) and have the same ole yummy food and

cranberry sauce in the shape of the can with the

ridges lol. Afterwords we all sit there and look at

the ads for the after thanksgiving sale for Christmas.

My younger cousins and I then play board games. Its

always a fun time but honestly Christmas is my

favorite.

-

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