Oh noes! It's Thanksgiving week. The end is nigh!!! All the cooking and cleaning I have to do.
Hah! Right.
This is what I've been given permission to buy at the store for my family's dinner: A box of Wheat Thins, whipping cream, two (that's two) Bosque pears, and sweet tea. CAN YOU HANDLE THAT?? It could get dicey here, but I think I'm up to the challenge.
So I had a fanfreakingtastic weekend. Friday night we went and saw "Breaking Dawn" at the drive-in and Holy Zeus it was horrific. We were out there just riffing it to death, drinking Jack and Coke and huddled under our blankets since the wind was a cold bitch. Sadly no fight broke out, and I felt like I needed to start one so my 17-year-old nephew didn't feel let down. He and I were in my Jeep following his parents, and naturally they paid for us. But of course I have to jack with people so when we pulled up and the dude told us to go on in, I was like "What? Why don't I have to pay?" And he told me the car in front of me had already. And then I said "But I don't know those people! Who the f#!k!!" The poor guy looked like he was going to be ill, and my nephew is over there just snickering because he knows me so well. Finally, I gave in and fessed up, but he will never be the same.
I'm also the girl that will go through Jack in the Crack and when they ask me if my order looks right on the screen, I'll tell them I have no way of knowing because I can't read.
Saturday I went to a college football game with a couple of guy friends. He's a huge CSU fan and they were playing TCU. We all dressed up in green and hit the road for Fort Worth with plenty of beer and ready to tailgate. We were cutting people off if we saw their cars had purple TCU stickers on them, trash talking then driving away.
Hey, I never said I was mature.
Security only came to warn us once, but I have to say I was very disappointed. This was my first college football game, and having seen how rowdy they are on "College Game Day" I was expecting some serious fun shit to go down. Alas, it was just people sitting in their seats, no paint or anything except for these guys in thongs and painted purple. That was the highlight of the game. That and us causing trouble just to see if anyone would start something with us.
We left early and headed back to Big D, and I got carsick from all the damned stopping and starting as they looked for an In & Out Burger. I'd never eaten there, and hearing how most of my friends say it's the new crack, I was looking forward to it. Meh!! I've had better burgers from Whataburger! The fries were good, and what I was able to drink of my chocolate shake because someone felt the need to snag it was yummy, but I was not impressed. I was expecting this huge neon sign of 20 different types to choose from, and it's only three.
Sunday was Thanksgiving with friends. I tried not to eat too much at the early afternoon one because I had another one later that evening, but it didn't work. Damn you Mac & Cheese!!!
I bought a Christmas wreath the other day and you'd think I'd brought about the Apocalypse with the stunned reactions from the people who know me best. True, I'm not really into decorating my house for the holidays. My mom and sister do it so much that it looks like a Snowman threw up all over the place. But it never looks tacky. The one time I tried, tree and all, it just had no style. But the wreath was too cute to pass up, and they're all like "Don't put it up until after Thanksgiving." Duh.
Ack! Almost forgot to tell you about the Honey Badger. Some dude backed into my car, and when he heard my friend and I honking at him he drove off! Lucky her car wasn't on because I would have pressed her foot to the gas and we would have been on the news. Then his friends are trying to tell me I didn't see what I saw. Right...that paint nick just got there by itself. The Honey Badger is fine, I'm pissed that he fled. And even more when his friends started hassling us. I don't have a problem getting white trash in public.
Well, I hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving. I've got to work that day, but get off at 11 am so it shouldn't be too bad. I just hope I'm ready for the responsibility of Wheat Thins, whipping cream, sweet tea and pears. If you don't hear back from me, it's because I cracked under the pressure.
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