Grandma hobbles around the kitchen, fixing everyone’s plate.
She’s deep fried the cornbread, and the turkey. The yams are mostly sugar. So is everything else on the table.
“A salad?” she says, hand on her hip. “Girl, don’t you know Thanksgiving calories don’t count?”
“Thanks, but no thanks, Grandma.”
I’d rather have both my feet than diabetes.
—Nortina
Do you follow the #ThanksgivingClapBack memes on social media? I imagine that last line could easily be one of them, though I wouldn’t dare say it to my Grandma. By the way, she has both her feet. 😉
Monday’s One-Minute Fiction challenges you to write a story in one minute, no more, no less, based on the prompt provided. All November, I’m giving you Thanksgiving-themed prompts. Today’s prompt is thanks, but no thanks
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Lol! I agree with Grandma. As long as its limited to holidays, birthdays, weekends, weekdays, nights, mornings…:)
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😂😂😂
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🙂 Nice one!! What is it with people considering you’re not celebrating to the fullest, just because you don’t feel like stretching your stomach to breaking point with rich food, anyway? 😛
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Right! All that eating just makes you sick. Not to mention how uncomfortable you’ll feel watching the football games when your belly is literally about to POP! 😉
Thanks for reading!
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