We’re getting nostalgic as Thanksgiving day approaches. We can’t wait for the following:
- Making ourselves crazy over the cooking of the turkeys, even if we admit that we don’t even care that much about the turkey. In fact, it’s all about the stuffing.
- Watching the Detroit Lions, even if they lose…again.
- All of those casseroles: broccoli-cheeze whiz, green beans and Durkee onions, the artichoke dip, the sweet potatoes and marshmallows, even the jello molds that show our age.
- More desserts than we can possibly eat, but we will try.
- The trytophan coma that comes over us after the complete pig we make of ourselves when we can barely keep our eyes open 30 minutes past dinner.
- The alcohol that comes out after the kids go somewhere else, anywhere else, we can’t believe there’s no school on Friday….
- The annoying relative. We can’t believe she is in our family, but we would have no stories if she wasn’t at the table.
- The kids’ misspelled place cards and turkey decorations. Can there really be too many turkey hands?
- The parades on TV or in person. We still have a picture in our phone of the Spiderman balloon getting stuck on a building at the Macy’s parade.
- Making a plan to either hit the mall or avoid the mall on Black Friday. Please don’t steal our idea of pedicures that day instead. Shhhh!
- Turkey leftovers: turkey hash, turkey soup, turkey chili, turkey tetrazini, turkey salad…
- Having to make a second broccoli casserole because Aunt Marge made it this year and took the leftovers home and everyone was outraged at your house.
Happy Thanksgiving. May the traditions in your home bring you joy or fodder for survival stories afterwards!