I have strong doubts that the first Thanksgiving even remotely resembled the "history" I was told in second grade. But considering that (when it comes to holidays) mainstream America's traditions tend to be over-eating, shopping, or getting drunk, I suppose it's a miracle that the concept of giving thanks even surfaces at all.
Because I am me, I have to add a “but …” to most everything that I’m thankful for. Optimistic-Pessimists do that.
I’m thankful for my ex-family but my niece’s wife needs a good punch to the head and my ex-MIL needs to stop being such a fucking martyr.
I’m thankful for my family but my sister needs to get a fucking grip that money isn’t GOD!
I’m thankful that I have a job but why does it have to be so mind numbingly boring?
I’m thankful for my friends but one needs to do something about her alcoholism, one needs to realize I’m never, ever going to sell her fucking food supplement and I wish one didn't have to suffer so much with health problems.
I’m thankful that I’ve started a good exercise program but wonder when I’ll not have to fight with myself to go.
I’m thankful to live in America but the way the country is going to hell in a hand basket needs to change. Soon.
I’m thankful that right now, I still have a home but I wish Bank of America would fall into a sinkhole and proceed directly to HELL!
I’m thankful that my children (especially my daughter) are healthy and seemingly happy. I thankful that Mulder also has a job. I’m thankful that although I don’t have bags of money lying around, I can give a little to others in need. I’m thankful that I’m healthy. I'm thankful to FASCINATIONS and aagblog.com for choosing me the winner of the $50.00 gift card for donating to SCARLETEEN. I’m also very thankful that I have readers and followers like YOU. No buts for these.
Happy We-Stole-Your-Land-and-Killed-Your-People Day!
~Thanksgiving toast, from the movie Sweet November