Modern Day Spinster

The expected definition of a spinster is to just be a single and never married woman. If it were only that simple. I am a daughter, sister, auntie, friend, babysitter, alumna, artist, writer, diva, comedienne, bitch, caregiver, confidante, adviser, stylist, cheerleader, singer, dancer, activist, referee, sinner, saint, lover and occassional dater. Watch as I try to balance multiple spinning plates of relationships, responsibiilities, and reactions to life.

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Counting My Blessings

I was feeling a bit guilty for not posting over Thanksgiving break. I just threw caution into the wind and ignored everything I was supposed to do. I needed a spring break of sorts. Although visions of beaches of sand and sipping tropical drinks sounds good. I thought if my blog can be found by using the word Thanksgiving then I better do something about it.

This years festivities were bittersweet for some of us. Minnie was still ticked off that B.J. didn't get the out of state gig she wanted for him. That way it would have been more convenient for the coven to gather for the holidays. So logically,she locked herself in her room and talked on the phone until B.J. finally got her to come to the table to eat. Such lovely manners and she's the one who's supposed to be the bright one. Yeah right. Zach was great as usual. But the poor little guy got shy when it was his turn to say a small prayer. He got over it by having a tantrum at the table. Minnie kept calling him a brat while he's crying in his room. Bitch don't you know when you diss your own kid, karma brings back a strand of body hair that you lasered off. He wouldn't of choked if you had helped him memorize something or anything for that matter. She was just snarky the entire time. Being bitter is never an accessory that is in style. No matter if there's a Tiffany bow on it. She really cemented her feelings when I told what I was planning for next year. "That really won't matter because we won't be here next year" snarked Minnie. Keep in mind that the heffa had no problem eating the cream of chicken soup from scratch, turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy that were all cooked by my father.

As for this year, I was glad that I had another year where mom and pop were around to share the holiday. Zach and I had fun by wearing silver bowls on our heads. Hey don't knock it, if you haven't tried it. This will probably be one of the last times we will get to do goofy stuff like that.

Earlier last week, Zach and I went to see Casino Royale. Whoever was in charge of the opening graphics deserves some kind of Oscar for that. Overall I'd give it 2.5 out of 4 stars.

I have to give a shout out to the protesters outside of Macy's on Black Friday. You go people!!! There has been a drop in sales over there. Gee I wonder why.

I'll post back when exams are over for the semester. Egad where has the time gone.

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