A Heart Thanksgiving

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Cheers Team Tiny Peppers here it is my last post as promised. I hope you all had a lovely Thanksgiving.  We almost never do traditional Turkey and fixings at Thanksgiving, I mean we have, but we like to change it up.  This year we had a lovely Pot Roast.  There is something that we always do at Holiday Family Meals, and that is Best & Worst.  If you were at our Thanksgiving table and were the first to finish your meal we would ask you to begin the evenings Best & Worst. It started as only that, but we have added Funniest, and What you Learned.  It’s a wonderful way to get people talking and enjoy each others company.  So here’s how it works.  The first person to finish is automatically nominated to begin. They must tell aloud to the people at the table the most recent, Best thing that’s happened to them, Worst thing that’s happened to them, something they learned, and the funniest thing that’s happened to them.  Then they get to choose the person who goes next, and so on, and so on until everyone has had a turn.  The only rule is you cannot repeat something someone else said.  So if someone says their best is getting together for this family dinner, no one else can use that as their best.  Theoretically that doesn’t mean this family dinner can’t be someone else’s worst if your family is snarky like that. LOL You get the picture. So I’ll start… Best: Having Thanksgiving day off from work. I work in a restaurant and I almost always work the holidays.  This year I was very lucky to have it off.  Worst: I was sick on my days off right before the holidays and got nothing accomplished. 😦  What I learned:  I learned that a Slow Moving Loris can kill you in seconds with a toxic bite that causes anaphylaxis in a certain percentage of humans. Unfortunately, you don’t know if you are in that percentage until it’s too late.  Slow loris

Funniest: Attempting to squeeze our little Michaels cart between a lady who was at the register and the narrow pathway of the isle on Black Friday as we were making our canvas score. When I realized it was going to brush against her as I squeezed by.. I said I hope you don’t mind if I shave off a little of your behind as I go by. Everyone behind the counter erupted in laughter. It was pretty funny. I wasn’t serious, and I was hoping she would try to scooch in more, and I think she did, but she was laughing too.

So now..it’s your turn. I nominate you. Please tell me your best, worst, funniest, and what you learned recently. I can’t wait to hear.

Thanksgiving the Myth and the Reality

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Greetings Cheer Peppers I have a little reality for my 7th Nano post, but I have put a positive spin at the end.

I can’t remember exactly when I became aware that the cute origin story I learned in grade school regarding Thanksgiving was complete bullshit.  I only know that since knowing it has changed dramatically how I feel about the holiday in general.  I now celebrate it as a time to gather with family and be grateful, but I still have ugly sad feelings about it.  I know we are not responsible for what our ancestors did, but the fact remains we stole this land from its indigenous people and it feels very wrong to celebrate that in any way.  Couple that with how many in our society are acting now about not wanting to share that which we have claimed as our own, knowing full well it was never ours to begin with, leaves me bitter and angry.  How are we supposed to feel about this holiday when we know the truth?  I guess most people just don’t think too much about it.  What ever Thanksgiving was intended to be, I am not happy with what it’s become either.  The heavy commercialization of our holidays takes the fun and purpose out of them.  Now stores are opening on Thanksgiving in hopes of spurring on the shopping frenzy that feeds their bottom lines.  People that aren’t well to do that have to work with the public are forced to work and participate in the madness.  They are calling it Brown Thursday which is somewhat apropos considering the shit show that it is.  I try to write happy upbeat things and participating in Nano this year I think I have done that.  The last couple of years I have been too bereft to even participate.  It’s hard because there is so much unpleasantness going on in the world right now. I feel like posting only happy stuff is ignoring the elephant in the room.  That said, I know we would all like a break from the elephant so to that end I choose to celebrate love every day.  I will choose to celebrate the good things that are happening and be grateful for the gifts in my life.  Whatever our ancestors did I know we can do better going forward and we must.  Perhaps we define what Thanksgiving is for ourselves.  We don’t have to celebrate the lie we’ve been sold.  We can make it something better and celebrate that instead.  Happy Thanksgiving whatever the day means to you.  Enjoy!

Gre (pronounced gray)

Cheers team tiny peppers it’s that time again. This is a chapter from a book I am writing.  This chapter introduces you to the character Gre.  I hope you enjoy.

Gre   (pronounced gray)

Gre bounds from his black Mercedes towards the hotel.  Room key in hand he looks like any other hotel guest, possibly late for a meeting?  Save for his dashing good looks and million dollar smile, he is perfectly inconspicuous.

Today he turns down his pearly gleam and avoids eye contact as he swiftly makes his way to Lu’s hotel room to retrieve the camera before maid service arrives.  His timing always impeccable, he passes the maid’s service cart in the hallway as he exits with the recording equipment.   This is Gre’s favorite part.  Now with all the pieces in place he can contact Max’s wife for the agreed upon monetary reward.  She will be most pleased with the results, and he’ll likely get to handle the divorce on top of everything else.  Pleased with himself, from his car phone he makes the call. The phone rings and a woman answers, “Good afternoon, Stillwell residence?”  “Mrs. Stillwell please, this is Gre calling”.  “One moment please”, the pleasant voice responds.  Mrs. Stillwell’s harsh tone was immediately recognizable, “Gre! I trust you have interrupted my massage with good news?” “Why of course”, Gre purrs.  “Good”, she says disdainfully, “then you’ll send the courier?”   “He’s already on his way”, Gre coos.  “Fine”, she snorts, “I’ll transfer the funds to your account as soon as he arrives”.  Gre’s voice suddenly turns authoritative, “I trust you will Mrs. Stillwell, it’s been a pleasure doing business with you”.  “You’d do well to remember my number when it comes time to commence divorce proceedings”.  “I am aware of your reputation Gre, and I will keep you in mind”, she snaps.

Mrs. Stillwell hangs up the telephone with mixed emotions.  Although her plan has worked perfectly, and her fortune is safe, her heart is still broken over her beloved Maximillion.  With his clear violation of the pre-nup, he won’t stand a chance in court, but somehow this is little consolation.  She wonders if she will be able to actually watch the recording, and fears that however painful she will not be able to tear herself away from the horrifying images of her husband fucking another woman. Elizabeth Stillwell regrets her association with a man like Gre, but knows full well his kind is necessary in her world, perhaps in all worlds?

Satisfied with the morning’s trappings, Gre puts his key into the ignition and speeds towards home.  It’s still early he thinks, a quick change and a meeting at the office, then on to more pleasurable activities.  He wonders what color panties Lucy is wearing today, if any, under her latest designer suit and matching Prada pumps, and smiles wickedly.   His daydreaming ends abruptly as he reaches his penthouse, the awaiting valet takes the Mercedes to its usual parking spot, as Gre exits and heads for the door.  The doorman says “sir Gre, nice to see you home early”.  “Hello Jordan”, Gre responds in kind. “You have a visitor sir Gre”, Jordan says.  “I wasn’t expecting anyone” Gre retorts.

“It is your favorite house guest sir Gre”. Jordan quips in a rare moment of humor.  “Great! Gre blurts out begrudgingly, you let him in then?” “As you instructed sir Gre”.  “I wish that bloodsucking leach would fall off the face of the earth”, Gre protests.

“Jordan, you don’t happen to know any hit men do you?” Gre utters half mockingly.  “No sir Gre”, Jordan says with laughing eyes.  “Fine!, I guess I better see what he wants”, Gre grumbles gruffly.  “Thank you Jordan”.  “You’re welcome sir Gre”. Jordan smiles a knowing smile.  Gre heads up to his apartment to confront his least favorite sibling.

Gre enters the penthouse to find his brother Slo sprawled on his leather couch, a beer in one hand and the remote control to the big screen TV in the other.  “Oh, hey Gre, you’re home early, the doorman let me in”, Slo oozes.  “You’re half baked”, Gre says sternly.  “Ummm only a quarter baked bro”. Dude!, there wasn’t much food in the house so I used your credit card to order some pizza and beer”. Gre doing his best to contain his ire says, “You know I don’t eat that disgusting unhealthy crap”.  “It’s all good dude, more for me then”, Slo beams.  Slo eyes his brother with a concerned look on his face and says, “Dude, you really need to take it easy, you could have a heart attack or something”.  Gre resisting the urge to knock Slo out with a left hook says, “We’ll talk later, I have a meeting”.  “I trust your stay here will be limited to the week’s end!”  “Sure sure bro, no problem, just missed hanging out with ya is all”.  “Fine” Gre snaps, and heads to the bedroom to change for his appointment.