Holidays, holidays, covid filled holidays… reminds me of a little song fish heads fish heads, roly poly fish heads….eat them up YUM.
Here’s a true story for you. You’ll either think we are the next generation of the Addam’s family, and/or you’ll get your smiles for the day. Once upon a time, there was a Mom. A mom, who like other very good moms, didn’t realize she had an Amazon ‘problem’. The smallest in the family has never remembered life before Amazon, of times before various packages magically appear at your front door. Lots of packages started arriving. Lots. I mean, it’s November, I’m starting a job the Monday after Thanksgiving, and life around the holidays becomes super busy. I’m getting ready to rival Wonder Woman come Christmas. BRING IT! Except… this. The good Amazon momma has a short term memory lapse and forgets that absolutely NOTHING in life will be super busy this holiday season, except for the refrigerator door. (I promise you, if ours doesn’t break off soon, it will be a Christmas miracle. I mean, how many snacks can a person consume? It might utterly shock you to see the end of the day remnants at our house.) So, I digressed for a moment. Back to Amazon. Boxes begin to arrive and it’s a week before Thanksgiving. Then, the doorbell rings and a turkey appears. It’s fully smoked and smells wonderful, and I know we had our smoked beast. The little one witnesses this and then a few days later tastes the most wonderful turkey on Thanksgiving. When Monday comes around, little one gets picked up by our carpool. The happily ever after is coming. She announces to the kids and the mom how wonderful our turkey was, and no you can’t ask my mom for the recipe. Why? Because she didn’t make it. pfft. She ordered it, I don’t know where it’ from but, probably …Amazon! Haha. So the family with the Amazon turkey (aka the school band fundraiser smoked turkeys) ate the best turkey ever and lived happily ever after.
You all should really look up the lyrics. It is weirdly hilarious, or maybe I just have a really warped sense of humor. This time of pandemic is weird, dark humor abounds and pretty much it’s hard to make heads (ha) or tails out of anything, just like the lyrics of this song. I find it extremely odd that we saw ‘Santa’ through a plexiglass screen and our MES firmly pressed her list onto the plexi screen so he could read it. It’s weird that we are talking about visiting with our family but only if weather permits us to be outside, and only if none of us has so much as a sniffle.
For Thanksgiving, we cracked. Yes, we chose NOT to do the normal thing here in Alabama, and instead of being with extended family it was the four of us at the beach. We had a serene time. Well…. maybe that’s a stretch with a brother/sister dynamic with a 6 year age gap and the beginning of puberty. But it was a memorable time, ‘Amazon’ turkey and all!
In the Thick of It 