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Thanksgiving Weekend in quotes:
Dinner at my dad’s house:
“What’s up with all these foreigners? Isn’t Thanksgiving about white people getting together and gaining weight?”
-Trevor (step-brother)
“I think it’s funny that at our Thanksgiving dinner there are more people who don’t speak English than people who do.”
-Me
“Why are we eating refried beans, mashed potatoes, and fried rice in the same meal? This just isn’t Thanksgiving to me.”
-Richard (another step-brother)
Davies Family Dinner
“Barack Obama is the anti-Christ.”
-Grandma Davies
“I think Obama is actually Sadam Hussein’s son but he somehow deceived us.”
-Aunt Susan (not Holly’s mom)
My reply in my head: “Does she really think that a thin black man is the son of a fat Arab man?”
The best part about both of these comments is that everyone just kinda stopped, looked at them, and went right back to their conversations. These random outbursts are not out of the ordinary.
Friday morning at my dad’s house:
Kim: Which of my fur coats do you like best?
Lizzy: Uhhh…
Kim: You never know when you are going to have occasion to wear one.
FAVORITE CONVO OF THE WEEKEND!
After putting this one blond extension in my hair to show me what it would look like:
Kim: Don’t you love having more blond in your hair?
Lizzy: Not really. I like it like this.
Kim: Oh come on. Don’t want you to look prissy?
Lizzy: NO!
Kim: But you are so fun.
Lizzy: Fun-yes! Prissy- NEVER!
Lizzy in her head: Have you ever even met me? I think if someone ever referred to me as prissy I might vomit and then go and have a good, long life reevaluation with myself.
Dinner at my dad’s house:
“What’s up with all these foreigners? Isn’t Thanksgiving about white people getting together and gaining weight?”
-Trevor (step-brother)
“I think it’s funny that at our Thanksgiving dinner there are more people who don’t speak English than people who do.”
-Me
“Why are we eating refried beans, mashed potatoes, and fried rice in the same meal? This just isn’t Thanksgiving to me.”
-Richard (another step-brother)
Davies Family Dinner
“Barack Obama is the anti-Christ.”
-Grandma Davies
“I think Obama is actually Sadam Hussein’s son but he somehow deceived us.”
-Aunt Susan (not Holly’s mom)
My reply in my head: “Does she really think that a thin black man is the son of a fat Arab man?”
The best part about both of these comments is that everyone just kinda stopped, looked at them, and went right back to their conversations. These random outbursts are not out of the ordinary.
Friday morning at my dad’s house:
Kim: Which of my fur coats do you like best?
Lizzy: Uhhh…
Kim: You never know when you are going to have occasion to wear one.
FAVORITE CONVO OF THE WEEKEND!
After putting this one blond extension in my hair to show me what it would look like:
Kim: Don’t you love having more blond in your hair?
Lizzy: Not really. I like it like this.
Kim: Oh come on. Don’t want you to look prissy?
Lizzy: NO!
Kim: But you are so fun.
Lizzy: Fun-yes! Prissy- NEVER!
Lizzy in her head: Have you ever even met me? I think if someone ever referred to me as prissy I might vomit and then go and have a good, long life reevaluation with myself.