Thanksgiving Traditions Return

Thanksgiving is coming back.  People are traveling, the airlines can’t keep up, gas prices shooting through the roof. Some guy’s loaded handgun went off during a luggage inspection in Atlanta the other day. Don’t you wonder what kind of family gathering he was heading to? Infection rates are going back up, but no matter.  The only masks in the supermarket are the cashiers and myself. Yes, indeed, America is returning to normal. Bouncing back to our normal levels of insanity. While I write this, there’s a huge wild turkey poking its way through the front garden.  I look at it, and it looks back at me with a certain interested yet defiant attitude.  It’s perfectly safe because we’ve already got a Butterball in the fridge. I decided to repost here some of my favorite Thanksgiving memories because, well, in truth, it’s timely and I’m too lazy busy to start from scratch.

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Falling into . . . . . . Fall

Ok – it’s the inevitable march of the seasons.  Here in the Northeast, the signs are all there.  The trees have lost their leaves and the fall colors are gone.  We’re into that no-persons land of stark tree branches and browning earth.  Although, this year it’s been warmer than usual and the grass, believe it or now, is still a bit green. 

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“Remoting” Once Again

Two years ago, I wrote about control of the television remotes.  We have about six, and in a full and honest acknowledgement fair, I have no idea what most of them do. One came with the television, so that one turns it on. What the other buttons do, well, . . . . Another is cable access, thank you very much, Xfinity.  Others activate “streaming” services, of which we have several and only lately have we come to use them – typically when the Princess is home and she needs to watch some obscure movie for a class. We have non-television related remotes too.  Her Ladyship just got a new lamp, controlled by a remote device.  She can be bathed in a warm, golden glow, or there’s a setting for a bluish light – I guess that’s in case the living room enters a cloud and fogs up. Of course, it comes with basic services too – on and off.  One of its curious quirks is that, should the power blip at any point, the lamp comes on.  That’s fun when I get up at 2 AM and notice light pouring out of the living room.  Then I have to search for the right remote, punching off buttons on many of the wrong ones in the process and thus deprogramming as I go.

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