Well, Turkey Day is here again, and it’s been some time since I last posted about Thanksgiving. This year is obviously different. This virus has complicated so many things about our way of life. Not just here in the US, but all around the world. Thanksgiving is a family event, and most of us won’t have our family with us.
This year son-the-elder is hosting our little gathering. It will be family only, so people we are in contact with on a regular basis. While this isn’t true isolation, it is safe enough for me. If things get too crazy, and people I don’t know start showing up, I’ll give my thanks to everyone and have to leave. Everyone understands that, so if it happens, it happens.
So… Yesterday we celebrated Father’s Day. Yes, we were a week late (for the USA), but this was the first time in about 4 years we’ve had both of our sons together. We are a military family. For new readers, I am a retired US Army and son-the-elder is active Army. So, we are very used to celebrating holidays that don’t match everyone else’s calendar. We really don’t give a rat’s ass. We celebrate when we want to. Get over it, we don’t care if it messes with your calendar. My son and I have dedicated over 30 years to protecting your way of life. We understand that you may not agree with either of our outlooks. But understand that we have protected your right to have a difference of opinion. If you don’t like that fact – go the fuck away. Plain and simple.
So anyway, while over-imbibing on various adult beverages, this silly assed clip came up. Between the several veterans in attendance (although this clip had nothing to do militarily with this post), all felt this was worthy of a post. It does bear to note that we are all of Scots descent, and that does bear to mind this post.
Wifey and I are just over a year since our trip to the homeland, Scotland, just in case that hasn’t jumped out at you yet. One thing that stands out for me, is that it’s funny that I have problems with TV shows with characters with any kind of accent, be it British, Scottish, Spanish, etc., I have major problems understanding the dialog. But while in country, I had no problems at all. Therefore, I blame it on TV. My ears are fine (no, not really). But still, TV sucks.
P.S. Next weekend is Granddaughter-The-Elder and Wifey’s birthdays. Just and wait and see what happens then!
Today would have been Julia Child’s 107th birthday (15 August 1912 – 13 August 2004). Wow! Where does the time go? My grandmother, Nanny, and I used to watch her shows often. But I must admit I much preferred Graham Kerr and The Galloping Gourmet. Most likely it was the accent. Julia was a bit hard for my young ears to understand.