Black: Another Thanksgiving...

So this year I decided to drive home for Thanksgiving and that's a drive I'm glad I won't have to make for a whole nother year. Shitfire!

The worst part of the drive has to be going from Memphis to Nashville...it's 180 miles of "ugh, just get there already" made worse by the fact that the mileage signs count down in miniscule increments. And the landscape looks the exact same again and again. Just when you think a big bustling city will just jump out atcha, it's a ruse, and you're going over another hill or around another corner.

Once I got there, it reminded me of why I'm proud to be black and I'm proud to come from such humble beginnings and that I'm proud to have made it out and as far as I have. That's one thing these folks up here don't understand about me: I have quite a complicated and rustic background, filled with lies and distrust and mental fatigue and downtrodden-ness. Nah, not looking for sympathy, but I do want people to know that I refuse to be treated like shit when I know better and I have a well carved outlook for my life that doesn't include bullshit that others would otherwise thrust upon me.

The food was divine and despite me having a vicious case of the runs, I ate like a fiend. And of course I packed some of it up and brought it back with me, so that I may enjoy it while I lounge in my own area.

Momma was in typical form, making her passive aggressive comments about how her kids hate her, etc, etc. Yeah, we get it. Yeah, we know we're horrible kids for making something of ourselves while manuevering every obstacle that seemed to capsize even the most priviledged of our friends and neighbors. Yeah, we suck for trying to make our own lives and not revel in a past that left us often hungry and without one utility or another. Yeah, we know.

I feel for her and wish that she could "get over" whatever the hell she's going through. But no one can initiate and work her through that except for her. I know she'd be a helluva therapy patient that's why I don't even bother. But it's getting to the point where even good food ain't worth all that drama. :(