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Happy Thanksgiving! By now, like Sleeping Beauty, my family is waking from a deep slumber, wiping the crust from their eyes as they stumble into the kitchen in search of coffee. I bet it’s about 10:00 a.m. and they’re starting to wonder, “Where’s Mom?” Well, surprise, I have three words, “At the movies.” I’ve decided to skip Thanksgiving.

Getting My Movie On

I’m exhausted by the thought of another Thanksgiving Day, spent in the scullery, sweating it out like Bikram Yoga. Enough with hot ovens, boiling pots and disgusting turkey giblets already. I’m Getting My Movie On, sitting in a comfy chair, hogging a whole box of popcorn and a large Diet Coke. Ha ha!

Time Off

Now don’t get me wrong, I love each and every member of my family, including the various friends and relatives staying the night. But I decided to take it upon myself to make this day more than a work-from-home day. I deserve time off, same as the rest of you, a chance to relax near the warm fireplace, watch television, maybe read People Magazine.

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Have you considered divvying up the work this year? I’ll accept all offers to share in the responsibilities. Feel free to do the grocery shopping. Or maybe you could prepare the sausage stuffing, mash the sweet potatoes, or baste the turkey. Do something for God’s sake. And do not mention dietary restrictions. If you need low calorie, vegetarian, gluten free or vegan meals, skip this holiday.

It’s a Turkey Coma

I’m sick of washing stacks of dishes as you fall into a turkey coma, saliva dripping from your slacken mouths. Was that last slice of cranberry crumble pie too much? Next time take a breather between bites.
Text me when you come up with a plan to relieve me from another weary holiday spent in the kitchen as the rest of you whoop it up in the living room, cheering for your favorite NFL team or laughing at the commercials. For twenty-two years, I’ve watched from a distance and never known the final score of the football game.

I’ll be waiting to hear from you in the theatre. But you better hurry. The next movie caught my eye; I heard Ben Affleck has a nude scene!

Love,
One Tired Mama