Can't Blog...(changed the name in hopes porn seekers will desist)

It has been awhile since I have posted anything on this blog due to an Internet issue on my laptop.


I had all these inspirational thoughts at Thanksgiving and even more food thoughts! Too bad the turkey coma pushed them right out of my head.


Think I was going to discuss how lucky and blessed I was and how this is the perfect time to reflect on all that crap.


I also think I had something to say about being thankful for my family and friends and the bounty on our tables...Yadda Yadda Yadda


Several days and a lung-splitting cold later, I don't feel so blessed and lucky!


My computer broke and I lack the funds for a new one or even to repair this one; my brother had some lame excuse as to why he couldn't come to Thanksgiving dinner; I cooked for thirteen people none of whom was my spouse; and I had no left over turkey!


The best part of Thanksgiving is my special sandwich!


Today, I had a poor substitute for it but it just wasn't the same. I had a back up turkey and everything but when I went to cook it the day after, it was rotten! Ick. I could gag just thinking of it! 


Oh, well. Not the end of the world. But, not the best way for me to kick off this holiday season either. 


The thought of going through the motions this year is filling me with...nothing...I feel very little about it. Maybe I need to get out to the stores and then I'll feel the magic. I saw some nicely decorated houses last night. Eh...big deal. I also went to church for the first Sunday of Advent...that should get my holiday juices flowing... not so much. 


It was the first Sunday of the New Roman Missal as well. Nobody knew what they were doing. Kinda sad. I couldn't pay attention to the priest. Does not bode well for my spiritual nourishment this holiday season, does it?


My husband is from Pennsylvania. They have some weird sayings in the Big Rectangle. One of them is where my inspiration for the title of this post came from: Can't dance, too wet to plough. Translation: an indifferent "Might as well...Nothing better to do..." followed by an un-invested shrug.


So my choice of title reflects this self-proclaimed Christmas dork's feelings about the coming days...I'll write about the holidays...but it doesn't mean I'll enjoy it!