First of all, I hope you and your families and friends had a wonderful Thanksgiving! Thanksgiving kicks off one of the most wonderful times of the year.
Again, thank you to all who came and visited our site during the blog hop. I hope you found something you enjoyed.
I have observed as a true fact that a person cannot fit a wheelchair, even a small one, into the back seat area of the car when that car is a Mitsubishi Eclipse sports car. Believe me, I tried it on Thanksgiving and it wasn’t working.
I have observed that during the holiday season people are generally nicer than at other times. Case in point, approaching two strangers at different kinds to get said wheelchair into and out of the hatch of the sports car, which they graciously did.
It is also a proven fact that said hatch will not stay open when 1 of the inner supports is missing and the car won’t stay open on its own.
Another notation: Going against tradition sometimes does not work. Every year during this holiday season I could the big Thanksgiving and Christmas meals. I happened to be working on Thanksgiving Day and my daughter and son told me not to cook dinner after a long day at work. I reasoned with them that the turkey could be on slow roast while I was at work with only the stuffing and veggies to do when I got home. The pies and salad would have been made the day before. Nope. They weren’t hearing it. Daphne made a reservation at the local restaurant for the holiday. Just so you know, I personally believe that people should celebrate the holiday at home with family and friends and so I don’t go to restaurants on the holidays because I feel like those people should be at home with their families and not working.
Well, Daphne made reservations for 6:30 pm at MC’s which usually serves good food and delicious pies. I picked my father up in said sports car and we made it to the restaurant. The meal was $20 per person including a piece of pie. I think we were all astonished at the lack of heaps of food on our plates. They only gave us 3 small slices of turkey and a small scoop of yams. The yams had cranberries in them. Yuck! Luckily I could pick those out. The gravy was scant. Daphne’s friend’s serving of yams was really small. When she asked for more she was told they ran out. We were supposed to get slabs of cornbread and honey butter at the beginning of the meal with our appetizers. The meal was half over and we had to ask for the bread. The pie was not their usual deep dish pumpkin pie. It was a regular sized pie and it was served without a dollop of whipped cream on top. Disappointing! What is pumpkin pie without that dollop of delight? Our waitress was busy and forgot about us for quite a while. We had to flag her down to clear our dishes and get dessert.
When I asked Daphne the next day how the overall experience was she said a 3 of 5 and that was being generous. We really like that restaurant but we were sadly disappointed. The moral of the story is let Mama make the decisions.
I have observed that people at work have a fetish for the word “process.” I have heard it so many times that it has become a four letter word. Nobody can decide on anything without checking out the process. What happened to the word plan or strategy? How about idea? And we can’t put our heads together to come up with a step-by-step plan. No we have to develop a process! Ughhh!
My final observation: that when the grandchildren are around not much of anything but playing and cleaning up the mess occurs.
Have a happy day! Blog You Later!!