There is one day that is ours. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American

oh henry chocolate bar, caramel, chocolate, peanuts

Who knew someone so drunk could make something so yummy?

The title of this post is a quote by O. Henry and I’m pretty sure that when he said it, he was so drunk he forgot that Canada has Thanksgiving too. And has it first. Monday, October 8th is Canadian Thanksgiving.

That’s right, there are actually things to be thankful for here in the land of moose and dogsleds. You know, the little things like not being knocked up and underwire bras. And this year, I have even more to be thankful for.


I am thankful for Canadian Whiskey.

I am thankful for drugs that, when combined with Canadian Whiskey, fight off the symptoms of Black Death, Malaria and/or Typhus.

I am thankful for drugs that, when combined with Canadian Whiskey, make the walls melt for a few hours. It helps pass the time until I die.

paint drips, colours, colors, paint

The really interesting thing is that my walls are white.

I am thankful for extra soft, 3-ply Kleenex with aloe.

I am soooo thankful I am not participating in a 30-day photo challenge.
Oh. Wait.

I am thankful for 30-day photo challenges with NO RULES so I don’t feel guilty about dying of Black Death, Malaria and/or Typhus and missing the next 23 days.

I am thankful for chocolate.

I am thankful I learned to type without looking at the keyboard since the combination of drugs, Canadian Whiskey and Black Death, Malaria and/or Typhus has rendered me unable to see the keyboard.

I am thankful for the sunlight streaming through my window, gently warming me and staving off the feverish chills of Black Death, Malaria and/or Typhus.

I am thankful for more chocolate.

I am thankful for online shopping ensuring that I will be appropriately dressed at my funeral.

I am thankful that one of my 15 million children has finally woken up so he can make me a cup of tea.

I am thankful said child remembered to add a shot of Canadian Whiskey to Mommy’s tea.

And, on a completely and totally serious note, I am thankful for my girl Meleah who reminded me this morning, as I lay here in my bed facing imminent death and feeling completely sorry for myself, that I have a lot to be thankful for in my life.

Believe me when I say, Meleah can dance.

So, dear readers, lurkers and passersby, I am thankful for all the tens of ones of you who take the time to come by and spend some time here at WWFC. I am thankful for the comments, the laughs, the friendships and mostly the ones of tens of page views that are helping to spiral us up to the top of the last page in Google search results and making our dreams of world domination only slightly less ludicrous and unattainable. I raise my glass of Canadian Whiskey and drink to your health!

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  • Happy Thanksgiving you crazy Canuck! Sometimes I need to be reminded of all I have to be grateful for because it’s so easy to start taking it all for granted.

    Hope your Black Death/Malaria/Typhus heals soon.

  • Paula Wooters

    Hope you have enough Canadian Whiskey on hand to help you live until tomorrow so that you can celebrate Thanksgiving as only a Crazy Canuck can… in style and with plenty more Canadian Whiskey. (I, too, am sitting here thanking my lucky stars that I have Meleah to show me what’s really important in life.)

  • You do have a lot to be thankful for esp. those underwire bras and not being knocked up. Have a great Thanksgiving and drink a Canadian Whiskey for me.

  • Awwww! Nicky! Happy Thanksgiving to you. And you certainly do have a lot to be grateful for.

    While you’re celebrating Thanksgiving, I will be celebrating my Birthday. And I would also like to raise my glass of Canadian Whiskey and drink to YOUR health!

  • Paula Wooters

    Happy Early Birthday, Meleah!

  • Paula Wooters

    I’d be thankful for underwire bras, but Henry just ate mine this week… snapped one of the wires right in half.

  • You had me at “drunk”. Happy Thanksgiving, Nicky.

  • Oh honey, I’m thankful for lovely Canadian women and awkward bananas and most of all, Canadian Whiskey that helps said lovely Canadian woman survive this horrible illness that has befallen her. I really hope you feel better soon, Nicky.

  • Haha, I can’t imagine undwire bras being all that tasty…but then again, I have never eaten one.

  • Darling, I am distraught beyond words. Is there someone caring for you round the clock? I’m ready to find an Air Canada flight and board it this afternoon. I can pack my sparkling white leggings, my off the shoulder white tunic and I’ll find a little white fedora, and some off white stilettos. (We don’t do white shoes after labor day here you know.)

    I’ll bring teas and potions and a lavender mask for soothing those gorgeous eyes. I’ll wait on you hand and foot and keep your fevered brow cool. I’ll find flowers for your meal trays and bring fine chrystal goblets for your whiskey. I’ll set alarms for your pills and give them to you on time, while ensuring that the noisy and perhaps germy people in your lovely family are kept far away. I’ll change your sheets every few hours and never make you get out of bed while I do it. I’ll bring some fine linens with me so your pretty skin won’t be irritated.

    Zozo is whimpering as I write this because she dearly would like to accompany me and spend her time keeping Max traumatized- oops I mean entertained and engaged. Alas, Zoe cannot accompany me.

    See you soon, Sweetness.

  • Thank you!!!

  • Oh, our traffic isn’t THAT bad. It sucks, but there’s worse.

    Get well soon!

  • MikeWJ

    I know you’re drunk, high and dying, but would you mind taking just a moment to explain the benefits of an underwire bra to me? I honestly don’t know why women wear them. It seems like they’d be might uncomfortable.

    And I hope you feel better. Although, if you don’t, I’m sure you’ll looked smashing — and maybe smashed — at your funeral thanks to Zappos and J. Crew online. I can hardly wait. I love a good send off party.

  • pinklea

    I’ve just set my table for Thanksgiving dinner, and there is a bottle of Gibson’s ready at the spot where my mother will sit. We Canadians totally know how to rock Thanksgiving! (Hope you’ll feel better soon!)

  • I hope you feel better. Black death can set you back a day or two. Thank God for Canadian Whiskey, drugs and geese. At least you have 15 million kids to take care of you.

    Happy Canadian Thanksgiving!

  • Thanks, Cheryl! I think we all need reminding sometimes. It’s easy to get caught up in the hustle and bustle, and forget about all the good things in our lives.

    I’m sure I’ll be over the Black Death, Malaria and/or Typhus soon. And by over it, I mean dead. 🙂

  • No worries, Boom Boom! Always plenty of Canadian Whiskey on hand! It’s a law here. 🙂

    And yes, Meleah – besides being a dear friend and one of the most amazing people I’ve ever met – is incredible at putting things into perspective.

  • Aw, Cheryl. Thank you so much. You made my day with that 🙂

  • Happy birthday, beautiful girl! I hope you have a wonderful day filled with lots of love and laughter. And I just wanted you to know I was thinking about you and am here any time you need anything at all. xoxoxoxox

  • You too, mon ami! I hope you and your family have a wonderful holiday.

  • Thank you, Lemmikki. I am already feeling better but I think that’s just because I died about an hour ago.

  • “…while ensuring that the noisy and perhaps germy people in your lovely family are kept far away.”

    That sentence alone made me weep that you live so far away.

  • I know, right?

  • Yes, you’re right. I believe the websites and get less traffic than us.

    Thanks, dude! 🙂

  • An underwire bra is a brassiere
    that utilizes a thin, semi-circular strip of rigid material fitted
    inside the brassiere fabric. The wire may be made of metal, plastic, or
    resin. It is sewn into the bra fabric and under each cup, from the
    center gore to under the wearer’s armpit. The wire helps to lift,
    separate, shape, and support a woman’s breasts.

    I’m not sure how sincere your well-wishes are, based on your excitement at the thought of my funeral. That might bother me if I wasn’t already half dead.

  • That’s what I figured. I hope you’ve left instructions for Jepeto to post that final piece you’ve written so we know who gets what and where any memorial ceremony is being held. As close as it is I’ve never been to Quebec. This would be just the ticket to finally get me up there to mourn and shop for shoes.

  • Happy Thanksgiving, Pinklea! And that sounds exactly like our Thanksgiving table, except that there’s an empty bottle of Gibson’s at my spot at the table. 🙂

  • Thank you Lauren. Yes, it’s true. Black Death does slow one down a bit.
    And yes, thank heavens for my 15 million kids. How sober would I be
    without them?!

  • Cheryl, you have no idea how much I LOVE that you would come to Quebec to mourn and shop for shoes. I feel like my legacy will live on…


    I love you!!!!!!!!!!


  • I’m all about helping my blogger buddies. Just ask Meleah. While I suck at shoe shopping, I’ll do my best to continue your legacy of finding the most gawd-awful uncomfortable stilettos both in Quebec and online. Each purchase will bring fresh waves of mourning. Your passing will never be forgotten as long as I continue to have internet access and a couple of credit cards.

  • Barb



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