Jesus, Black Friday and orphans

Well, it would normally seem too early to send out Christmas cards, but considering the fact that the festivities of the birth of your lord and saviour has already been cramed down my throat for at least a month already, fuck it. Here's the Christmas card I'd send out... if I sent Christmas cards out that is. It's totally tacky yet timely and a propos all at once. How perfect.


Black Friday is just a couple of hours away; I personally like the thought of it being Black Friday, not because of the usual meaning of helping get retailers "into the black" financially, but because of the doom of forced niceties and festivity and hypocrisy of the impending "slow descent into Hell" as my best friend calls it.

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Tonight I spend at a friend's house: this was the first year in a long time that I not only didn't work on Thanksgiving, but I didn't actually cook, which was really weird to me, because I love spending time in the kitchen. I'm not the best cook, but I'm pretty okay, and what I lack in skill I certainly make up for with enthusiasm.


We had a south of the border themed Thanksgiving dinner, which took the whole "Thanksgiving" irritation out of it (from my perspective anyway--fuckin' holidays). Turkey enchiladas with pumpkin-poblano salsa, pumpkin stuffed ancho peppers, homemade refried black beans, cornbread dressing with chorizo... it was incredibly yummy. It was more like having a really good dinner with a few close friends than it was "Thanksgiving." It was very nice.

I used to have an "orphans' thanksgiving" every year, but it's been quite some time since I've had one. I would invite people over the Friday after Thanksgiving for a potluck style dinner. Those that had homes and families to go to, could do so; those that didn't or couldn't go home (for whatever reason) still had a place to congregate, albeit the day after. Potluck style dinner, bring your jammies or whatever you wanted to just lounge around in, and prepare to just hang out, graze, and watch a movie or talk or whatever. These were actually more enjoyable for me, maybe because they were traditions of my own that were based in what the season is supposed to represent: quality time with those that are important.


I look forward to settling in a home again with the other half soon, so that I can begin those orphans' holidays again. I really miss him as well as those get-togethers.