Turkey and Cash

Mom asked me to come over early on Thursday to watch the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade.  I have never been a fan of the parade but I am a fan of mom. Of course I said yes. Plus it was not your ordinary Thanksgiving. We only had our pod of four for dinner, not the usual siblings, offspring, and stragglers.

When I arrived, she was a half-hour in. On the screen were floats and packs of maskless people lining the streets of NYC. What the heck!

Me: Mom! No one is wearing a mask.  Why are there mobs of people?

Mom: I guess people got a pass.  It’s the parade!

Me: There is no way Bill de Blasio and Cuomo are letting this happen today.

It becomes rapidly clear the parade coverage is bogus. It was not a live parade but clips of floats we didn’t recognize from years before. Mom wanted to know where Snoopy was.

Me: I don’t know where he is but I do know this isn’t live.

Mom: What do you mean it’s not live?

Me: Just what I said.  People are not supposed to be in crowds, especially now that we are spiking again. You watch more news than I do.  You know the scenario.

Silence.

Me: Are you upset I told you that?

Mom: No. I only pay attention to what I want to pay attention to.

Shaamack.

Dinner ended up being great.  Low key. Food prepared for us.  No drama.

The best part? Mom requesting “Ring of Fire” on the turntable. Yes, she still plays records and gets pretty irritated when she remembers record stores are no longer around. I remind her I can buy albums on eBay. That doesn’t interest her.

This is what 95 looks like during COVID Thanksgiving 2020:

 

Adioski!