Thanksgiving is only a few days away now, and while most people are gearing up with smiles on their faces, I am once again confronted with a grim reality. A dessert to family member ratio of 2:1. My family is outnumbered by deserts on any given holiday, much less the grandiosity that is thanksgiving. I’ve once said that my pet peeve is the bank’s ridiculous hours, which no normal human would find convenient. Scratch that. The thing I can’t stand more than anything else in the entire world, the thing that enrages me beyond all hell. Yep, you guessed it. Desserts. And I’m not talking just your normal pumpkin pie and cheesecake. There must be at least two cherry pies, no matter that they are never eaten. I can guarantee that there will be six, possibly more, store bought monstrosities that no one will even think about laying a finger on. All that, not to mention a countless number of other random cakes and pies. To the unseasoned outsider it is a sight that is menacing. To a Rayhill it is simply a way of life.
…Lord beer me strength.
3 Comments
November 20, 2007 at 12:07 am
i totally feel you girl.
November 20, 2007 at 1:12 am
yea… I remember I had to plan to wake up early to go to the bank one weekend I was in, instead of sleeping in… why close at 12 on Saturday?
almost as unforgivable as the guy who invented carrot cake… but as for your dilema, I cannot say there is an overabundance of desserts at our thanksgivings.
November 20, 2007 at 2:15 am
Haha. And, I am going to miss it this year…
And, I hate those store-bought pies. They suck.
I have no idea what Thanksgiving will bring this year. Something different, I am sure of. Or, at least, hoping for.
But one thing is for sure, I will miss you. I will miss my family.
However, I will send you some good luck for this year’s Thanksgiving festivities.
And, stay away from the pies…