I'm taking a break from the discouraging news of the world.....for just a month. Talk radio has been turned off in favor of 97.1 WASH FM. They are now playing 24/7 Christmas music until midnight December 25th. Until then, I don't care about the weak dollar, the high speculations of gold, commodities, inflation, deflation, or the fact that the Chairman of the Federal Reserve was a waiter at South of the Border. Until daybreak, December 26, 2010, I just want to focus on family, friends, gift-giving, gift-buying, good food, and hoping my jeans still fit when I make my New Year's Resolutions to lose some weight.
But first, it's Thanksgiving. The holiday that was created to remember the early settlers of our fine country, who lived long enough to make it to the first Thanksgiving. I'm very thankful that they survived and our country, because of them, was able to become one of the richest in the world before its' imminent societal collapse...whoops, I'm not suppose to bring that up.....
Instead I'd like to say that climbing the hill, then the mountain, gave me the idea to do something "different" for Thanksgiving. This year I'm not: cleaning, shopping, cooking, or playing hostess to my family. I love them dearly, but this Thanksgiving I'm running away.
Of course my darling Bill, and son Billy (under protest) are going with me. Bill and I have always stood behind the "No Minors Left Behind Law" we created years ago, so Billy must come with us. Someday he'll appreciate this view.
I will figure out how to survive in a post apocalypse world after the holidays. For now I'm going to sit on the beach and read a good book. I'm letting someone else prepare Thanksgiving dinner, and clean up after I'm done eating. My only worry will be how many chapters I can finish reading before the sun sets in the west.
Happy Thanksgiving from my family to yours!!!