Thanksgiving: The Aftermath
So full. Still can’t move. My belly hurts because I stuffed it completely full of things I’m not allowed to eat. I had me some wheat, some yeast, some dairy, and I’m sure there were eggs in something or other. I wore a babydoll shirt and pants a size too big. I wasn’t playin’ around. I ate everything in sight, including my delicious green bean casserole, which was a big hit if I do say so myself.
Tomorrow it’s back to the way I’m supposed to eat, and some working out, too. I don’t have a job, so I really have no excuse. Sparkpeople can fuck off though. Where do they get off emailing me first thing this morning about working out and eating healthy? Do those assholes even know what day it is?
We went to the in-laws for Thanksgiving. Up until now I’ve had a blissfully family free blog, where I could freely discuss anniversary sex, the appropriateness of adult toys as anniversary presents, and post pictures of my cleavage. My intended post for today was the “Thanksgiving wrap-up”, where I talk about how his mom is always late, his uncle tells inappropriately racial jokes, and so on. Fuck it, I still will… err, just did, I suppose. Tell me if you want to hear the joke about Mexicans. It was pretty funny…
Anywho, the one rule that we discussed many times before going up there is that this blog does not exist. We pretty much read the same blogs, and tend to talk about these people as if we actually know them. I reminded him of Barefoot Foodie’s blog where her mom was all, “I know about your intranet blog”, and she was all, “Umm, what’s a blog?” Well, I was all, “that is totally us – we don’t even know what a blog is, K?
We had been there for less than 15 minutes, when his aunt – who also recently got laid off – was discussing what she might do next.
Aunt: I was thinking about starting a blog.
Me: …
Jerrad: …
Aunt: But I don’t know anything about how to do that, how to set it up,…
Me: … staring intently into my wine glass
Jerrad: … staring intently into his wine glass
Aunt: What? Is this a dumb idea or something?
Me: There’s a small chance, that umm, I might, umm, have a blog.
Well that took about 5 seconds. Clearly I would not hold up under torture. I made it clear that it was not a family friendly type blog, and I did manage to get out of there without giving up the website, but we’ll see. So, everybody, like, be cool.
Gotta go – time for mimosas and the Backyard Brawl. And hiding in my house until the crazy shoppers go home. I hate shopping and I particularly hate it during the holiday season, so for my own safety and the safety of others, I’ll be here until January 2. And be warned, I have no job and nothing else to do but blog.

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I wanna hear the joke… I mean, you can’t put it out there and NOT tell it. Especially if it was funny.
I wanna hear the joke.
I’m Mexican!!
Backyard Brawl sucked!
I hope you never get captured..:)
You are SO not Mexican
Nice try though – I’m telling the joke anyway.
And the game sucked so bad I needed like 5 mimosas just to get through it…
ok, here’s the joke. But if you laugh you have to fess up so I don’t feel so bad about laughing at it.
These two Mexicans both got laid off from their jobs, so they decided to move in together to save money. After looking for new jobs for a few weeks, they were getting pretty desperate, so they decided to stand on the street corner with signs.
When they got home, the one guy had only made $3, but the other guy had a paper sack full of $10 bills. The first guy couldn’t figure out why he only made $3, so the next day they switched corners.
But when they got home, the same thing happened. The first guy only had a few dollars, and the second guy still came home with a paper sack full of $10 bills.
Then the first guy thought maybe it was his sign, which said, “Laid off. Hungry. Please help.” He asked to see the second guy’s sign.
It said, “Need $10 to get back to Mexico.”
Ok- that was pretty funny. Especially because, living in Eugene, you see some pretty lame signs in the hands of people trying to get a buck. I would have given him $10.
Oh and, HAHAHAHA, I didn’t have to spend Thanksgiving with family. I can’t believe you out-ed your blog!
I would have given him $10 too
well like I said, they never got the address… maybe I’ll just keep forgetting to send it to them.
LOL….that was funny!
mkay THAT was a joke even mexicans would laugh at.. i should know, i just told it to one ;D HAHAHAHAHAHA