Well, now that Halloween and Thanksgiving are officially in the bag, we are pretty much halfway through the Holiday season with just Christmas and New Year’s left.
Oops, my bad, we also still have Kwanzaa, can’t forget Kwanzaa. And while we are making up holidays we might as well throw Festivus in there for good measure.
That being said, no other holiday embodies gluttony quite like Thanksgiving. Now I like food as much as the next guy, but I don’t see how eating myself into a food coma should be a measure of how great the holiday was.
It’s actually become a part of the well wishing: you get told “Happy Thanksgiving” followed by a “Hope you get to stuff your face!” I’m never quite sure how to respond to that.
I don’t know about you, but that to me it is basically the same thing as someone saying they hope you get fat. I guess Thanksgiving has become the one day of the year when you can say to a girl “I hope you get fat” and she will take it as a kind-hearted remark and not an insult. Context is a wonderful thing.
This is the time of year when unlimited text messaging comes in handy, especially if you still have to deal with those weirdos who don’t have iPhones and iMessage. Come on people it’s 2012, just conform already.
I would always jokingly guilt trip them about how once they moved to New York City, they became too cool for everyone else and couldn’t be bothered to stay in touch. But now that I actually took a moment to stop and think, this Thanksgiving made me see that I had actually fallen into the same pattern.
A simple message to an old friend as you’re thumbing through your contacts often goes a long way and once again opens up the doors of communication that may otherwise have remained shut.
In closing, I would just like to take this opportunity to once again wish you all Happy Holidays and I hope that you get really, really fat!
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