Friday, November 21, 2014

Turkey Day

"Washington DC skyline" by Ad Meskens - Own work. Licensed under Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 via Wikimedia Commons
And so the word came down from "on high" that La famiglia Sarge would be traveling to Our Nation's Capital for the celebration of Thanksgiving. Sometimes known as "Turkey Day" but not by me under normal circumstances. These, however, are not normal circumstances. Hence my uncharacteristic use of the term "Turkey Day." (Next thing you know I'll be talking about "Xmas." [Shudder])

A few weeks ago I had a call from The Nuke asking me what my plans were for the fourth Thursday in November. At the time I indicated that I was going with my new default plan of traveling up to the ancestral lands for to spend the holiday with my Mom (The Nuke's grandmother for those keeping score at home) just as I had done for the past two years.

That was when my oldest daughter, the middle child of my immediate descendants, i.e. the second born, told me that she thought it would be nice if The Missus Herself and Your Humble Scribe should board an aircraft and fly down to her place in Alexandria for the sharing of this meal.

I informed this sweet child o' mine that the Wednesday before Thanksgiving was the WORST day to travel of the entire year. Perhaps it would be better to visit her and her man some other time. She left it at that with a "think about it."

I knew immediately that this would be elevated up the chain of command all the way to The Missus Herself. Here's what the change of command looks like at Chez Sarge -

You can see where I fit in the scheme of things. Even the cats outrank me.


But (wait for it) I digress.

For a few weeks we've gone around and around on this topic. I prevaricated, stalled and obfuscated. All to no avail.

The Missus Herself has signed the orders and I can but obey.

Therefore I will, on or about the 26th of November report to the designated transportation hub, there to board an aircraft which will, on or about 26 November deposit me at Reagan International. Ground transportation to be arranged by The Nuke.

I may be at the Steven F. Udvar-Hazy Center on Saturday. If that excursion gets approved. The Nuke is in favor of the trip. We shall see.

We shall see.

Contact me on Guard if you will be in the Chantilly area on or about 29 November in the year of Our Lord Two-Thousand and Fourteen and have any interest in a meet and greet.

That will be all...


  1. This year, instead of us going elsewhere for dinner, the two daughters and families are coming here. The deal is for us to buy, and cook, the turkey. Daughters will bring everything else. No traveling involved for we elders. That's good for me, as I don't have to worry about post-meal napping with a long drive home.
    Enjoy your holiday my Zoomie friend. (Oh, and I think the Chain's wiring diagram is, pretty much, the same for all families. I know it works that way here abouts.)

    1. We have hosted and we have traveled for Thanksgiving. In reality it's all good if you're with people you care about!

  2. About the only thing that might get me on a commercial hairpane on turkey day would be a field trip to udvar-hazy. If I didn't have multitudes of cattle depending on my presence I'd travel east and come up on two-forty-three-dot-oh. Got an inexpensive haggis you might be interested in. Have a safe trip and enjoy.

    1. What you can't find someone to cattle sit?


      Haggis, I had that once, long ago. It was not unpleasant. Of course, having had a couple of whiskeys beforehand may have put more of a glow on that memory than it deserves!

  3. I prevaricated, stalled and obfuscated.

    Do you mean "procrastinated," or did you really lie? This is the second time in as many weeks that I've seen this. Ever the pedant...

    Flying. And on Thanksgiving, too. Aiiieee! I think I'd drive, were it me.

    1. Prevaricate - speak or act in an evasive way. Exactly what I meant.

      Eventually The Nuke was forced to play the Mom card.

  4. This year, the first time in our life together (37 years), Mrs SoCal and I will dine alone.

    1. There are worse things SoCal, as I'm sure you know.

    2. You betcha. We're fixing the entire spread and giving thanks for our many blessings. Begin our celebration of Christmas.

    3. Excellent. Enjoy yourselves, my best to you both!

  5. I'm doing just what I've done most Thanksgivings.
    The main difference is I won't have a co-pilot... at least not beyond Sacramento.
    I just hope I can find the football game on the radio.
    I kinda wish I could fly to Fresno... wait, I could, but it would take longer and cost as much as a flight to Kahului or Lihue.
    Anyway, I will be in Clovis with family.

    1. Not far from The WSO and her branch of the far flung Old AF Sarge tribe.

      I enjoy listening to football on the radio. The radio announcers seem less infatuated with themselves, at least on the local level.

  6. Well crap, I'll be heading OCONUS that day from IAD...

  7. Going to Pennsylvania. No complaints at all. Good eats.

    Christmas me any my little one will hit DC for a week and stay with the rents. Udvar Hazy looks like a good day to me.

    1. I have always liked Pennsylvania. Though Philly has been vexing in the past.


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