November 29 8:59 am

November 29 8:59 am
Trying to recover from the interesting holiday that was my thanksgiving. I got out of work early on Wednesday (early being 4 pm) and got a ride home with Noc. It is very cool driving in NYC traffic at semi rush hour the day before a holiday since you get to see all the sights, sounds, and crazies. We picked up his moms who has a strange admiration for nicki minaj (LOL scary) and then it was off to go home where I had to go spend another $55 on food. Mel owes me like $15 on that one...Mike owes for some cereal and stuff as well. [Mental note I am desperately tired of being the automatic teller machine with the money cause it seems it is automatically Tasha's money...yes I stole that from Soul Food but considering how this is about food and we have soul...]
Anywho my friend "jem" was coming over and I have yet to clean or begin cooking.
Yet to clean.
Yet to start cleaning.
Yet to physically wrap my hands around a mop/ broom or garbage bag.
Finally I get home and just am in awe of my house situation (many of clothes have no home to reside in and feel the need to take root on my couch at all times) and the lot of papers that are on the floor in actual need of a filing place is amazing. Well she came over in a tizzy and in order for her to begin to relax she starts to clean and clean she does. We were up to 4 am cleaning/ straightening/ talking/ asthma-attacking cause of the layer of dust I disturbed and then she stayed up past 4 am when my mind/body/soul could take no more --she was cleaning some more. In the morning I awoke to my coffee brewing (I learned how to set the timer on my coffee maker and OOOH weee I love it) and at that time "Jem" got to the kitchen- yes I have a kitchen thank you very much. Hell, once upon a time there used to be many a throw-down in there with good food produced et al. After a few hours of cooking and watching the parade (which is a tradition that I still do) I started to cooking the famous carrot cake with grand mariner, cornbread stuffing, wild rice, brussels, sweet potato pie, hour de vours, etc. It was alot to begin with and then quickly became too much as she cooked a ham, more hours de vours, Mel cooked roast beef and turkey and some sides. Mike made his extra secy cranberry sauce and folks came over to eat. His GF was there (-_-) and TRS came by with some throwback cookies from my childhood (YUMMY) and kiddies from downstairs came thru to grab some food and truly I dad a tremendous blast. My friend D came then & Noc ran thru at the end just to chill...these are times I love the family, definitely miss mommy as she would have had a grand ole time watching us and eating and laughing. My father would have just had everything on point with the cooking and the joyousness that he is.
Sigh...
Something I do is make everyone say what they were thankful for (yeah I know) and really I am thankful for my life- in all that it is and all that I want it to be I am thankful I can do whatever. I am thankful for my family (and all the crazy that it is) my friends (and all the crazy that it is) and the world keeps going...
that's all for now...