Thoughts for the Day

Thoughts For the Day: Turns out I don’t like turkey all that much. (I know: how many of us feel that way today right?) ALSO I am so glad  I didn’t have to cook again this year. Ever since our younger daughter Annie went to culinary school we’ve had a pretty easy time of it on the holidays. AND NOW all that’s left is the ride home, since, like a zillion other Americans, I too face a commute to get back to my workday life. I’m riding with our older daughter Carrie and the two little boys five and two, along with our old gray cat Abe who will sing like Luciano Pavarotti himself for the whole hundred-mile drive if I make him sit in the dread carrier, which is actually an entire rabbit hutch with a doggy bed inside it that I patched together out of pure mother-love and because I am a saint. To Abe though it’s prison pure and simple and for there to peace in the car at all I'll have to hold him in my lap while he drives his daggery nails into my thighs . I'll also probably have to sit in back between the two kiddie car seats because how can I sit in front with my back to those two cuties? This means that like the last time we drove with me in the middle they'll probably reach their little fingers inside the armholes of my shirt and shake hands with each other someplace in the vicinity of that cute little bow on my Bali bra.The Old Ball 'n Chain, meanwhile, will burn brush 'til it gets dark then drive home in a car free of molestation-by-mammals and we'll converge there at around 6 when - what else? we'll all go out for burgers before putting our youngest, Mike. on the train to NYC. Yay  family life!