As for you, my friends and friendly acquaintances, I hope you all have exactly the Thanksgiving you want. That the food is great (no strange new ingredients that Aunt Matilda stuck in); the company, warm and loving (hopefully, cousin Fritz and Uncle Fred can set aside their political differences and not smack the crap out of each other, and Grampa can stay at least semi-sober); and the trip home, safe. Happy Thanksgiving!
Traditions. Thanksgiving brings them out more than any other holiday, I think. Cranberries: whole, or jellied in the shape of the can? Take turns telling everyone what we're thankful for, or not? Kids seated at the little table, or with the adults? Almost all of us celebrate it, but it only has a few elements: visiting family, cooking and enjoying dinner, watching parades and football on TV. Some may get all Kennedyesque and toss a football around on the front lawn. Not much else to do, though, really. Unlike Xmas, with its gift buying/wrapping/giving/receiving/opening/gushing over/privately thinking WTF?! about. And in November in most locations, it's not cold enough for snowman-building, sledding, ice skating, hot chocolate and marshmallows and carol singing in the snow and watching plumes of your breath in the cold night air as you walk through the neighborhood looking at beautiful light displays ... Wow, Thanksgiving is kind of boring by comparison, isn't it? Yet, I love it. Fond childhood memories, mainly. And then I grew up. And got cable. And discovered marathons. For TV addicts such as myself, there is an embarrassment of riches on holidays such as this -- NCIS and HOUSE and I LOVE LUCY and LOCKUP: RAW (hardened criminals and candied yams, what could be more fun) and THE CLOSER and PLASTIC SURGERY: BEFORE AND AFTER (think I'll pass on that one) and many, many others. I wonder if other TV addicts visiting relatives sneak into dens or bedrooms or basements and watch a little of this and that. As for me, I'll be home, cooking, eating, tweeting, and watching my favorite shows, with a little football and giant parade balloons thrown in.
As for you, my friends and friendly acquaintances, I hope you all have exactly the Thanksgiving you want. That the food is great (no strange new ingredients that Aunt Matilda stuck in); the company, warm and loving (hopefully, cousin Fritz and Uncle Fred can set aside their political differences and not smack the crap out of each other, and Grampa can stay at least semi-sober); and the trip home, safe. Happy Thanksgiving!
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