Friday, November 25, 2011

Friday Fragments: The Day After Thanksgiving

My sister's best friend's mom is a potter.  I have a mug she made me.  It's HUGE and I love it. It says, "Wisdom, Courage, Serenity" on it. She gave it to me after my divorce.

It just fell out of the cabinet a smashed into a million pieces.


Yesterday morning, I spent several hoursserving meals at a local restaurant.  They open their doors on Thanksgiving Day and serve free meals to anyone... some homeless or "in need" but many who are just alone and have no plans. All are welcome.

This is the second year I've done it.  I saw some amazing things.

A lady moved to tears because she has had a rough year and saw us on TV and it meant so much to her to come down and have a meal.

Another who came, sat for an hour and then came back with five more people she thought would benefit.

And my favorite story of the day, a man who showed up for a hot dog and because he wasn't "in need" sat and had a plate, but wanted to make a donation.  As he was up front, someone was in the seating area listening to a mom with a toddler say she only got to eat oats and rice these days and how wonderful this plate was, so we sat the man next to her and he opened his wallet and gave her all his cash.

Miracles...small miracles.


Then I went to my girlfriends MIL's for dinner.  She met me at the door with a vodka and lemonade and said, "My MIL's "friend's" single son is here, I swear, I had no idea he was coming! I'm so sorry! He showed up and his fly was down. I would never do this to you- at least not with him. I've never met him before!" The guy was SO.NOT.MY.TYPE but he was persistent, I'll give him that.  Luckily my Standoffish Vibes were out in full force.  I can throw up a wall when I need to.

In the meantime, my friend's 14-year-old son, whom I've really only ever seen at work also took a shine to me.  

Nonetheless, it was fun and I had a great time, but...

Seriously, why can't it ever by the cute, single guy OF LEGAL AGE, who's not awkward and IS my type that pursues me?

Just saying...


I am not shopping today.  I refuse. I've never been a big shopper and I will not give up my sleep, no matter how great the deal is! I'm snuggled on my couch with the fire on.  I miss my kids, but this is nice too.

Mommy's Idea


Ellen Stewart (aka Ellie/El/e/Mrs. Seaman) said...

I could write a post's worth of comments is response.

Instead I will say...

Lemonade and vodka, must try.

And the benevolence I saw yesterday was not as wide spread, but my friend Brent gave my friend Jenn, they had only met once before, a check toward her adoption efforts.

I wanted to cry.


Couch on sister. No shopping for me either.

Kris said...

Your post made me laugh and cry. That story of the man giving the money is wonderful.

Homegrown Family said...

The mug would have been hard for me too.

I love helping out with things like that it reminds me to open my heart more often, shows me where I need to be more forgiving etc etc.

I am not shopping either such a crazy thing to do in the middle of the night just to shop for things...


Barbara said...

it's so wonderful when people give from their heart and not because they feel they should.

Mrs4444 said...

Snuggling up to the fire sounds real nice right now, though it's only 50 degrees F here today. No worries, though; they'll be plenty of days for that ahead.

Loved your stories about yesterday--They warmed my heart, and at least it's nice to know you've got prospects (of any kind), right?! ;)

Heather said...

Sounds like a Thanksgiving to remember (and forget)... miracles and interesting company :)

I thought I'd be tired after being out shopping all night with my teenage daughter, but there's something about it that was just too much fun!

Wayne W Smith said...

Sounds like a very rewarding Thanksgiving. Sorry about your cup, it is amazing how these little things could mean so much.

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Anastasia said...

You are quite the man magnet this holiday. I love that when you don't have your kids you spend the day helping others. It must be a great distraction and a great soul healer.