Turkey Tales a/k/a, A Holiday Flick
This was a strange Thanksgiving for me--it was the first one without my mom, and life's just been generally weird lately. But I felt like I still had a lot to be thankful for, and I was productive at least--the pumpkin that I cut up and cooked (remember "Tina Tuber?") made five pies!! I was informed by three people at work that it was the best pumpkin pie they'd ever had. My dad left me a voice mail on Monday saying that it was "awesome." So maybe I'll try it again next year.
I don't have any pictures of those, unfortunately, but I did manage to get a few little snippets of my family gatherings while I was home. (Except for my Dad's house--I forgot my camera when I went! I'll get them at Christmas...)
And here they are:
Hope it was fun for you as it was for me. See you at Christmas!
I don't have any pictures of those, unfortunately, but I did manage to get a few little snippets of my family gatherings while I was home. (Except for my Dad's house--I forgot my camera when I went! I'll get them at Christmas...)
And here they are:
Hope it was fun for you as it was for me. See you at Christmas!
6 Comments:
OMG! A church with a penis on the top. I've seen buildings, usually churches, constructed like this, but I never though of that roof in a phallic sense. And trust me, I see phallic images in lots of things. That's too funny!
Angel and Gabriel, are they your nieces? They're adorable!
Yes, the church was built between 1968-1969 (I was baptized after it was finished, but my parents, who were married the year before, were married in the gym of the school, so it was still under construction), and that style was quite the rage then. And the inside has always smelled like fake grape juice (or REALLY stale dog pee). I don't know why.
Angel and Gabby are Lana's little girls, and Lana is my Aunt Mary's foster daughter. Keisha is, too (the girl who was at the table at the beginning of that part). They're both out of the house now. Angel is almost 7 and Gabrielle is going on 5. And they are gorgeous--but ornery! Especially Gabby...:-)
Gabby is one lucky kid. I really liked the home movie but will it play in Peoria? The church I was forced to attend as a child looks a lot like that one. I doubt that Peoria's skyline can quite measure up to Chicago's. Trivia question: Which building has the most stories? Answer: The Library. ed
Driving into Peoria on that road always reminded me of the beginning of "The Edge of Night," where they show that skyline zooming in...complete with the blinking red radio tower. (Although that was actually Cincinnati.)
I actually spent some happy times in that church as a kid. I was a happy-go-lucky chatterbox back then, and felt no pressure to be clever or intelligent. Or sexual (that came after grade school was over). Just nice. That was good enough back then. In some ways, I wonder if I wasn't better off...
(What am I saying?! I couldn't even drive then! And who feels like being nice all the time?? Screw that...)
Yes, I've seen the skyline of Cincinnati several times. It is the home of Proctor and Gamble that made the soaps that gave the genre its name. The Edge of Night was the first soap I remember watching. ed
I quit watching after they killed Nicole off...what a gyp! Three recasts (all 20 years younger than the original actress) and she dies from POISON IN HER MAKEUP!? Give me a break...it hasn't killed LiLo or Britney Spears or either of those sad Olsen twins (and if they aren't wearing poison on their face, I'd like to know when shit became a standard ingredient in cosmetics...)
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