Dear Family,
I'm not dead yet. Thanksgiving is still important to
me. If being in my Last Will and Testament is important to you, then you
might consider being with me for my favorite holiday.
Dinner is at 2:00.
Not 2:15.
Not 2:05.
Two. 2:00
Arrive late and you get what's left
over.
Last year, that moron Marshall fried a turkey in one
of those contraptions and practically burned the deck off the house. This
year, the only peanut oil used to make the meal will be from the secret
scoop of peanut butter I add to the carrot soup.
Jonathan, your last new wife was an idiot. You don't
arrive at someone's house on Thanksgiving needing to use the oven and the
stove. Honest to God, I thought you might have learned after two wives -
date them longer and save us all the agony of another divorce.
Now, the house rules are slightly different This year
because I have decided that 47% of you don't know how to take care of nice
things. Paper plates and red Solo cups might be bad for the environment, but
I'll be gone soon and that will be your problem to deal
with.
House Rules:
1. The
University of Texas no longer plays Texas A&M. The television stays off
during the meal.
2. The "no cans
for kids" rule still exists. We are using 2 liter bottles because your
children still open a third can before finishing the first two. Parents can
fill a child's cup when it is empty. All of the cups have names on them and
I'll be paying close attention to refills.
3. Chloe, last
year we were at Trudy's house and I looked the other way when your Jell-O
salad showed up. This year, if Jell-O salad comes in the front door it will
go right back out the back door with the garbage. Save yourself some time,
honey. You've never been a good cook and you shouldn't bring something
that wiggles more than you. Buy something from the bakery.
4. Grandmothers
give grandchildren cookies and candy. That is a fact of life. Your children
can eat healthy at your home. At my home, they can eat whatever they like as
long as they finish it.
5. I cook with
bacon and bacon grease. That's nothing new. Your being a vegetarian doesn't
change the fact that stuffing without bacon is like egg salad without eggs.
Even the green bean casserole has a little bacon grease in it. That's why it
tastes so good. Not eating bacon is just not natural. And as far as
being healthy... look at me. I've outlived almost everyone I
know.
6. Salad at
Thanksgiving is a waste of space.
7. I do not
like cell phones. Leave them in the car.
8. I do not
like video cameras. There will be 32 people here. I am sure you can capture
lots of memories without the camera pointed at me.
9. Being a
mother means you have to actually pay attention to the kids. I have nice
things and I don't put them away just because company is coming over. Mary,
watch your kids and I'll watch my things.
10. Rhonda, a
cat that requires a shot twice a day is a cat that has lived too many lives.
I think staying home to care for the cat is your way of letting me know that
I have lived too many lives too. I can live with that. Can you?
11. Words mean
things. I say what I mean. Let me repeat: You don't need to bring anything
means you don't need to bring anything. And if I did tell you to bring
something, bring it in the quantity I said. Really, this doesn't have to be
difficult.
12. Domino's
and cards are better than anything that requires a battery or an on/off
switch. That was true when you were kids and it's true now that you have
kids.
13. Showing up
for Thanksgiving guarantees presents at Christmas. Not showing up guarantees
a card that may or may not be signed.
In memory of your Grandfather, the back fridge will be
filled with beer. Drink until it is gone. I prefer wine anyway. But one from
each family needs to be the designated driver.
I
really mean all of the above.
Love You, Grandma.
