November 22, 2005
holiday cheer

the joy on her face is contagious.
so is the crabs in her pants.


w00t! joy! hip hip hooray! <----- me, trying to muster some holiday cheer.

i am not feeling very festive, possibly because i am from new england and in new england, thanksgiving week is not 85 degrees.

also possibly because thanksgiving is my favorite holiday, because it is usually a time of loudness, and conversations in which my sister regurgitates whatever bleedingheartliberalpropaganda (as my uncle calls it) she has just spent a whole semester on but will forget before spring break, and comments by my nearly-deaf grandmother about how the temple my sister is volunteering at is right down the street from her gynocologist (!), and also soup* for my family, and yet this year, because they are here and i am here it will be a time during which i am spared the propoganda and geratric gynocology, but also deprived of the soup! and you know, quality time with my family and memories to last a life time... blah blah blah. SOUP!

so in an effort to hype it up and get some fa-la-la-las roaming freely about my home,
i have already harassed many of you, and some of you i stalk religiously so there was no need to ask, but if anyone else would like to be on the receiving end of some holiday goodness, please email me your address and i will dig some up out back and send it right over... wrapped in plastic of course, to deter the dogs.


*my mom makes good soup.



19 Comments:

Blogger MonkeyGurrrrrl said...

Uh-oh. now I'm skerred of the "holiday goodness". Anything you have to dig up from your yard can't be all good. . . And hey, if you really want to see some changed leaves, go out to the Valley. Seriously. I was Sherman Oaks (sp? just kidding!) over the weekend, and the streets are LOUSY with fallen leaves.

Blogger Libby said...

I'm totally sending you some SEattle holiday goodness. And don't worry, it won't be rain. :)

You just wait - even Pickles can have some cheer...since I hate Christmas and all, I thought I'd choose someone fun to send stuff to!

Blogger Calzone said...

I didnt read any of this but I assume it was about either the holidays or cheerleaders. if its the holidays either I'm glad you get to be with your loved ones or fuck them depending on your point of view. If its cheerleaders then that chick is hot.

Blogger Melliferous Pants said...

I stupidly went to Target tonight to purchase some indoor plants only to discover Target did not have any plants. They are filled to the brim with fucking Christmas trees and poinsettia plants but no plants. The Plant Center didn't even have plants and it's called the PLANT CENTER for crissakes! Bah!

Blogger CommonWombat said...

It is very possible that I will soon blog about the fact that Thanksgiving is my very least favorite holiday.

In the meantime I will report to you that while Baltimore, unlike SoCal, actually HAS weather, every time weather rears its head here the local population runs around like utter douchebags. So, you may be out one blustery autumn chill, but you're also out a whole gaggle of fucking morons buying up all the milk and toilet paper in a panic.

Blogger babyjewels said...

Kendra, What kind of soup does your mom make? BabyJewels can make a decent soup too. And she knows her way to the post office...dry ice, next day service. I see a plan here.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Blogger Thérèse said...

I'm so excited I just got up, did a twirl, did another twirl, did a third twirl that ended in an enthusiastic jump, fell, picked myself up, twirled again, got dizzy, fell again, sat down on the floor, shook my head, forgot why I was on the floor, remembered why I was on the floor, did the beetle dance, got up, did another twirl albeit cautiously this time, and then sat back down in my squeaky chair triumphantly.

Happy thanksgiving!

Blogger Übermilf said...

I just hope my mother-in-law doesn't break out into some sort of Wicca ceremonial dance this Thanksgiving.

She wanted me to give birth in a cornmeal circle, surrounded by all my relatives singing spiritual songs.

That didn't happen.

Blogger Southernspeak4 said...

If track record holds with last year's Thanksgiving/Christmas, apparently we will have strange houseguests that will all be doing peyote and turning into their totem wolves, howling at the moon later, while my mother sprays holy water upon us for even discussing it with them...yeah, good times, good times.

Haha, Ubermilf, that rocks, send her here...watching the debate on religion between she and my mom would provide my entertainment.

Actually, I love da Christmas, put me on the list...oh, oh, OH pick me, pick ME!

Blogger Jürgen Nation said...

If you didn't get my e-mail, I want yours, too! And if Jurgen can detect his tennis ball smack in the middle of the "under the bed region," he's not going to be deterred by plastic. SO HELP ME GOD if I find him gnawing on a finger or foot...I'm just saying...

Blogger xt said...

Happy Thanksgiving, baby girl. YOU are one of the things I am thankful for. *kisses*

Blogger Grend31 said...

I have been a very naughty boy this year and do not deserve any presents from Kendra Claus.

Blogger Frog said...

have a great... holiday. Huuray!

Blogger Moe said...

That cheerleader's hip-hip-hooray is looking a little limp. She is obviously a poser. You are supposed to crinkle the tassley-thingies between your hands to make the pom-poms poofy.

How do I know this? Because I was a cheerleader in junior high. With a Dorothy Hamil haircut. Feel free to make fun of me now. I can take it. I was a good cheerleader too, the only one who could do a cartwheel, back handsprings AND the splits. In that order. However, the cheerful yelling and smiling got on my nerves and I gave it up after one year. I've been derisively scarcastic ever since.

Anonymous laurie said...

Oh. You're getting holiday goodness. YES YOU ARE! :)

Blogger Sarah Smile said...

If you KNIT me something, I'd crochet you something. And if you're lucky, it might even be one of those barbie doll toilet paper cover thingies.

Blogger Sarah Smile said...

Oh and incidently, there is no doubt in my mind that 'Rez (Therese) did exactly what she says she did in the above comment.

Blogger Auntie Sassy said...

The first Thanksgiving that far away from home is hard. The whole weather thing is a special kind of torture. When I moved from ND to CA, the first year Christmas rolled around I sat in Union's square surrounded by Christmas decorations and palm trees and I started to cry. TOTALLY pathetic.

Anyway, I get it. Get the recipe for the soup and start some traditions of your own sweetie. I promise it will get easier.

Blogger Lady Baltimore said...

Yeah, okay no soup, but you're in friggin' palm tree central. How bad can that be.
Anyway, I hate soup.
Happy Thanksgiving, Hon.

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