We’ll be heading to my parents house in a few hours. Mom is feeling guilty because she’s not up to putting on the dinner herself (Eric & I are taking all the vittles to their house) … but I told her at 83 she’s allowed to pass on the torch of the holiday dinner. We did this last year when dad had gone through surgery for bladder cancer (he got a clean bill on that a few months ago! Another thing to be very thankful for).
So it will be a low-key gathering — food, drink, football — #1, her hubby and the two little ones will be joining us for a short time. #2 is working and the twins are off to spend the holiday with their paternal grandpa. Now that the girls are adults our dinners are more scattered due to extended-family celebrations.
Life moves on.
I hope your day is filled with laughter, warmth and lots of gravy. Don’t worry if there are lumps, I’ve learned they are rarely remembered.
Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!
My brother and I took over holiday dinners from my mom a few years ago. There was a lot of resistance, but she appreciates it now. This is the first year my eldest will not be with us, as she’s in Europe working. I’ll find a few moments to contemplate the march of time, myself.
I just served a sliced glaze and brown sugar ham, molasses yams, cheesy broccoli rice, and cranberry sauce lunch. There were also honey biscuits. Now everyone is going to go by my parents, and then to Cousin Wayne’s house this evening for the real thing and the football on tv aftermath. I am invited to that but I might just give them a call and stop by tomorrow to swap leftovers.
When I was a kid my house was the big family gathering place. My crown-prince status is long gone now, and I am merely one of the early-day stop-offs now.
I feel farily guilty about not doing a pie but we had mini strudels nearby if anyone wanted something desert-like.
The sale of our former house finally closed yesterday while my wife was sitting with her mother at the hospital waiting for the latter’s symptoms to be diagnosed (which they haven’t been, quite, but they found clues that they’ll investigate next week).
Said wife is at work today, and we’re (the three of us) having Thanksgiving at Cracker Barrel tonight.
I should have typed dessert-like above. The mini-strudels aren’t dried out or anything like that.
This is my second day of being a Montanan. Imma fry me a couple of turkeys and eat ’em with my lovely’s wife’s familia.
Life is good, all thanks to God.
Happy Thanksgiving everybody. Wish I had more time to hang out this year. West Point cancelled class on Wed so we were able to get Cadet Cookies home for the first time since July. Mrs Cookies has all her babies back in the nest for this weekend, so whatever else is going on in the world, all is well here.
I hope all of you have a great weekend.
I want to wish all a happy, and blessed, Thanksgiving! I hope that you are all enjoying the warm embrace of loved ones as well as good times and good food.
Though I rarely have time to comment these days, one of the things I’m perennially grateful for all of your keen intellects, thoughtful insight, and insightful commentary.
May God bless and keep you and yours, always.
Oscar
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that was wonderful! Thank you!
Several days late and more than a few dollars short…after a visit to New Hampshire for the Holiday that involved going offline [and without power for a few hours].
So…a belated Happy Thanksgiving to all the gang here.
How’s Franklin these days, Bob? Still chronically half-sloshed?
Yes – but as you well know – he’s a pleasant dipsomaniac.
He did get a bit out of hand at one point, though, and demanded we reenact the death of General Wolfe on the Plains Of Abraham in front of Wolfeboro Town Hall. Otherwise, it was a lovely time.