The Eating Season

Two more days 'till Turkey Day!  Ward and Mr. Bill call it the "eating season", where in their words tradition runs high and "if you ain't careful, WIDE!"  Here here!. Time was the two of them would weigh in Thanksgiving morning, even if it mean Ward, running up the back stairs of Fred's News, retrieving the bathroom scale, allowing for the official weigh in, with witnesses.  Scary, they thought it absolutely hilarious, I saw it as extremely dangerous.  Problem is they both love to eat, Mr. Bill gaining weight considerably faster than Ward. I think DeLaval, might have weighed in a few times, another outrageous appetite!   I believe he just butchered the fresh turkeys this past weekend for his families Thanksgiving feast.  Usually the day after Thanksgiving, the brood, plus many friends would meet at his home, consuming, heaps of leftovers, and "um um good" homemade turkey soup.  Mom Thelma will be watching from above this year, surely great memories will be shared.

As appetites go....they loved to eat.  All very active, not realizing as they mature, they no longer should throw caution to the wind.  Before our purchase of Fred's News, Mr. Bill weighed in at one hundred seventy-five pounds, up about seven pounds from his thirty something weight of one hundred sixty eight pounds.  His exact words..."the day we purchased Fred's News, strictly downhill from there."  He was locked into a lifelong uphill battle against weight gain.  I know he has topped out at two fifty five, now a bit lighter at two thirty, he no longer weighs himself.  I have caught him at the PUBLIX supermarket stepping on the scale in the front of the store, not sharing the groaning scales' results with anyone.

Yes, I have Thanksgiving off...How the hell that happened, I will never know.  Our first stop, Crystal River, Florida, the home of the Egg-Nazi's older brother.  Providing everyone is feeling okay, a stop to visit youngest son Mark and our extended Florida family at friends Mari and Dave.  Whatever we miss, we hit on Christmas.  To bad Thanksgiving wasn't forty-eight hours instead of twenty-four!  Can you just imagine what the "Beastie Boys" would gain then......OMG!  Our Thanksgiving feast with sons Matthew and Mark will be next week.  Mr. Bill already talking the leftovers! The second weigh in usually occurred on Thanksgiving night....the final being New Years Day.  You would think it would discourage them for the year......look at another old saying..."You can't teach an old dog new tricks!"