Farmer’s Toast

Before most of us sit down to gluttonously gorge on our Thanksgiving Day feasts, we should take a moment to thankfully reflect on all hard workers who plant, harvest, process, pack, transport, prepare, serve and sell our food.

Farmer’s Toast (Godspeed The Plow)

Come all jolly fellows that love to be mellow,
Attend unto me, and sit easy;
A pint when it’s quiet, come lads let us try it,
For thinking can drive a man crazy.

By plowing and sowing and reaping and mowing,
King Nature affords me a plenty;
I’ve a cellar well-stored, and a plentiful board,
And my garden provides every dainty.

I have lawns, I have bowers, I have fields, I have flowers,
And the lark is my morning alarmer.
So you jolly boys, now, here’s a health to the plow,
Long life and success to the Farmer.

Let the wealthy and great roll in splendour and state,
I envy them not, I declare it.
For I eat my own hams, my own chickens and lambs,
And I shear my own sheep and I wear it.

Were it not for my seeding you’d get but poor feeding,
I’m sure you would all starve without me.
I’m always content when I’ve paid my rent,
And I’m happy when friends are about me.

Draw near to my table, my lads if you’re able,
Let me hear not one word of complaining.
For the jingling of glasses all music surpasses,
And I love to see bottles a-draining.

For here I am king, I can laugh, drink, or sing,
And let no man appear as a stranger.
But show me the ass who refuses a glass,
And I’ll treat him to hay in the manger.

This song was originally published as a broadside in the early 19th century, the verses can be found on plates and mugs produced at the time. Nobody knows who wrote it, but he was probably not a farmer.

Thank You!

I’ve decided that four day weekends are what it’s all about.

Thanksgiving day was a raging success. We hosted about 10 people at our table, 11 if you count big bird, and I do, I do count her. She made herself into a wonderful turkey soup the next day as well. Soup on Saturday is probably the best part of Thanksgiving if you don’t include the friends, family, football, movies, beer, blankets, couch, stuffing, phone calls, babies, kids, pets, coziness, naps, wine, no-worky-ness, and you. Which I do, I’d feel bad about not counting those things, mostly because they count more than anything else, holiday or not. The turkey soup is good though. G slaved away all day cooking the feast for all of us. She was so wiped out by the end of the day that she was asleep by 9:00 that night. Neither of my parents were here for thanksgiving dinner for the first time in my life which may have been the only bummer of the entire weekend.

The majority of the weekend involved the list in the above paragraph, with a little bit of extra stuff stuck in there for good measure.

Thanks!

A Long Weekend Wasted? Nah!

The last few days have been really relaxing. I know later on I’m gonna look back on this long, four day weekend and say to myself, “Damn, I could have spent those four days off way better than that now. I’d kill people for four days off in a row right now.” But regardless this is how I have spent them. Yesterday I slept in till around 10:00. I woke up in my brother’s bed. This was cause I stayed at my mom’s house overnight on Thanksgiving. This is cause I was too tired to drive home after eating a large meal of pasta with white sauce and shrimp, spinach soaked in melted butter and vinegar, garlic bread, and salad and then watching Waking Life. Waking Life is a real philosophical movie done with a unique animation style. This movie was originally filmed using real people and sets, then different artists animate the scenes by “drawing” over the top of them. It was really pretty interesting but the philosophy was sometimes hard to swallow. It was just me and my mom on Thanksgiving. In the next couple of weeks we’ll go down to my grandmas for a full on turkey dinner because my brother and Pandy are in Hawaii. We celebrate our holidays on our own terms.

On Friday I spent the afternoon surfing the internet on my moms computer, talking on the phone with Jami, and watching Anger Management. I didn’t do hardly anything in the evening and again went to bed early. It makes me wonder if I may have caught something that might be wearing me down. When I got up this morning I went to my local coffee shop and spent a couple of hours reading. Then I went to pick up my developed film and shop for digital cameras. I think I have set a price range and have a few ideas of what I want now. I IM’d with Cati a little bit this afternoon. I’m at work now cause I’m trying to get ahead for a big deadline I have in the next couple of weeks. Still no plans for the remainder of the weekend either. Sigh.

I want to stop telling the trivial, but I don’t want to stop the telling. This is becoming increasingly difficult.

Thanks Mr. Sushi

Last night, my father, my brother, his girlfriend and myself all went to Mr. Sushi in order to celebrate Thanksgiving early because some of us will be out of town on the 27th. We ordered way too much food as is Thanksgiving tradition (or so I’ve been told). I walked out of Mr. Sushi filled to the gills (heh heh). We were the only ones in the restaurant. My father said grace before we ate and I think this is the only time I’ve ever said grace in a public place. Our family always says grace before X-mas and Thanksgiving dinners. We don’t go to church though. Dinner was a real good time and the sushi was decent. Everyone was in a real goof-off mood: joking, mocking around and laughing. One of my more enjoyable Thanksgiving dinners.