Tuesday! Brain expulsion! Huzzah!
*Indy and I were at the commissary a while ago and there was a sample lady out. What was she offering? Sprouts. Mustard, Radish and Broccoli. Indy fell in love and ate about half her samples. He insisted I buy some (I bought the broccoli) and now we are enjoying them in our lunch. Bread, cream cheese, sliced turkey (not on mine) and broccoli sprouts. It's darn good.
*The commissary was packed (packed!) with people like us making last minute Thanksgiving purchases.
*The weather sucks today.
*The Pilgrims celebrated with the Wampanoag Indians.
*The night before last Mr. HH and I were watching TV. Here's our convo:
Mr. HH: (flipping the channels over and over and finally stopping on some obscure movie)
Me: What's this?
Mr. HH: I don't know.
Me: Why are we watching it?
Mr. HH: I don't know
Me: That guy looks familiar
Mr. HH: Yeah, he does. What is this?
Mr. HH: I feel like I've seen this.
Me: What is it then?
Mr. HH: I don't know, but there's supposed to be a bear in it.
Mr. HH: A bear. There's supposed to be a bear.
Me: Why? They're in a town.
Mr. HH: I don't know, I just know there's a bear.
Mr. HH: I just know.
Me: (watching for a minute) Hey, wait! That's the guy who played Gizzly Adams.
Mr. HH: Yeah. You're right. And there's going to be a bear.
Me: (laughing) Just because the guy who plays Grizzly Adams in in it doesn't mean there's going to be a bear.
Mr. HH: No, there's a bear. If he's in it, there's always a bear.
Me: (laughing) This is going on my blog.
Mr. HH: Great. Your readers must think I'm a buffoon.
Me: No they don't. I'm going to bed. If a bear shows up, please come wake me.
Mr. HH: Oh, I will. I will.
He never woke me.
*The Pilgrims ate popcorn at the first Thanksgiving. Too bad they didn't have a movie to go with it.
*I can't wait to eat some pumpkin pie.
*We took Indy to a philharmonic concert the other night (his violin instructor was in it) and he loved it. He was on his absolute best behavior and I couldn't have been more proud. They were between Bach movements featuring an oboist and it was perfectly quite and in a very loud "kid whisper" Indy leaned over and said "THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL!" The rows sitting around us all laughed. Afterwards, a German lady came up to me and commended me on how good he had been during the concert.
*1939 was the year the great Thanksgiving Day calendar controversy began.
Beginning in 1863, Thanksgiving was celebrated on the last Thursday of November. Until 1939 that is. Under pressure to boost spending during the Great Depression, President Franklin Delano Roosevelt moved the holiday up a week in order to kick off the holiday shopping season early. Not only did FDR catch flack from everyone from calendar makers to schools with scheduled football games, some states even rebelled against the change and celebrated on the original day. FDR held the change for two more years, but public outcry was so strong, Congress passed a law on December 26, 1941 to make Thanksgiving the fourth Thursday of November permanently.
*Canadians came late to the Thanksgiving holiday (many years after it was declared an official holiday in the US). And they do it on a Monday. A Monday. See Americans figured out that if you have a holiday on a Thursday, you'd probably get Friday off from work too, thus making it a 4 day weekend, instead of a 3 day weekend and giving you more time to loaf around after eating all that food. Canadians.
*Remember that old SNL skit about the 4 boys who were obsessed with the TV show "Golden Girls?" I'm wondering if I should worry about Indy. He loves Murder, She Wrote. Seriously. It comes on the German channel TNT Serie (in English) and he gets so excited. He likes to try to figure out who did it. As long as he doesn't put on a wig and start calling himself Jessica, I suppose we're okay.
*Mr. HH swears up and down that it's not Thanksgiving unless you have the weird jellied cranberry sauce. (shudder)
*Turkeys can have heart attacks: turkeys in fields near the Air Force test areas over which the sound barrier was broken were known to drop dead from the shock of passing jets
*And to end our RTT before Thanksgiving, I've got something really special. It's not exactly a sign, but I think you'll like it:
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Tuesday! Brain expulsion! Huzzah!