Thanksgiving Friday, Etc.

We honored Mike Brown Jr.'s memory by ignoring Black Friday, small business Saturday, and cyber Monday. Maybe it should be called White Friday.
Black Friday sales were down 11%. That has to mean many white people avoided it too; either in
solidarity, or from being tired of it, because African Americans are only about 11% of the American
population, and when we consider the group John Fugelsang so hilariously calls the "self-loathing
black people" we know 11% don't support Mr. Brown or his family.
Some businesses had a great cyber Monday though, I've heard.
We had gotten a honey-baked ham on Wednesday before Thanksgiving.
We are happy to have four days off; but we don't feel thankful for how Native Americans were
misled by the mentally retarded who came ashore in Massachusetts, etc. in their land, then got
surprised when they saw real British soldiers.
Most of us stayed in with the kids.
The kids were driven by computer games, dolls, TV cartoons, and new hairdos.
We were gossiping and preparing meals and treats all day.
There was a stewing hen. I have a butcher; but it's hard to convince some of my friends a stewer is
very much different than a roaster or fryer.
I covered it with Smart Water after stuffing it with two big leeks whose outer leaves were stripped and scrubbed.
We had the best broth in the world from a cooking over low flame. We didn't all need even salt.
We had a corned bread with very little corn meal.
We had coffee.
We had a pot roast.
We had fried chicken with Ton's nine herbs and spices.
Saturday was equally relaxed.
We had Toni's huge biscuits and a lot of stuffing with Bran's gravy.
Kids played. We took turns chatting and sleeping.
We truly deserved a four day break, and we loved it. The kids refused to leave the house, but on
Saturday afternoon two of them went back to Illinois.
The teenager in our house drew her fashions on Sunday.
Aaah ... Sunday for the grown-ups ... egg nog!