GUYS~ It’s Thanksgiving! It is my most favorite holiday of them all! Seriously, who could not love such a superbly chill holiday? It’s this perfectly little medium sized holiday all about eating good food with the people you love most. What could possibly be better? The only tragedy is that it is so often overlooked due to stupid people thinking they can start Christmas in October. Seriously, next thing you know Halloween will be swallowed as well. Sorry, it really is a huge pet peeve of mine when people try to push Christmas into November. Starting earlier isn’t going to make it come faster.
Anyway, we’re not talking about that. We’re talking about Thanksgiving, the far more important of the two. The day starts, naturally, with a giant parade on TV. When I was a kid I would always make sure to get up super extra early so that I could watch the whole thing. Nowadays, however, I am far less enamored with the giant balloons and fancy floats and random Broadway musical numbers… Okay, the musical numbers still get me, but most of it has lost the power to drive me from my bed at some ungodly hour. Now I generally wake up whenever and slink out with my blanket to settle on the couch and catch probably the last half of the show.
Then comes the dog show! Again, this was super exciting when I was a kid. Why? I have no idea. I’m not a dog person. I mean, they’re cute and all, and I appreciate them as companions, but I wouldn’t really want one for myself. If I feel the need to interact with a dog I’ll go pester Brelyn or Kylie and play with their puppies. That’s more than enough for me. Anyway, I do enjoy watching the dog show, for whatever reason. Again, it doesn’t hold as much interest for me anymore, but it’s fun to watch.
Next up is one thing that I have yet to grow tired of: Miracle on 34th Street, the original in black and white. This is a tradition my mom and I enjoy together. It always comes on after the dog show and we always sit and watch it together. I can’t remember the first time they started playing it, but it was when I was old enough to appreciate it and I have continued to appreciate it ever since.
We used to go to my aunt’s to eat with my mom’s side of the family every year. In recent years we have started staying home and cooking for ourselves. It’ll just be my immediate family this year, which will be a first for us. It’ll be interesting sitting down with such a small table. This year I am hoping to watch my dad cook the turkey and make the stuffing. I’m not a fan of stuffing, which is weird, apparently, because I am a huge fan of bread in general. I don’t know what it is about stuffing, but I’ve never had much of a taste of it. Still, it’ll be a good thing to know. I already observed the making of the pumpkin pie last night. We use a very simple recipe, but a very good one all the same. It is my absolute favorite thing to eat.
In all the excitement over giant parades and tons of good food it is easy to forget that this holiday is for giving thanks. I’m sure there are still children out there dressing up as Pilgrims and Indians in their kindergarten classes and telling the story of the first Thanksgiving, but even in that the spirit is starting to slip away. I have been incredibly blessed this year, with amazing friends, supportive family and an awesome boyfriend. I have a dry house, a warm bed and plenty of food to eat. What more could I possibly ask for? I hope you all have just as much to be thankful for. Enjoy your turkey and your pie. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!