I love Thanksgiving. I remember many Thanksgivings growing up. We would have dinner with my extended family, aunts, uncles and grandparents. The times we would have it at our house were the best times I remember. My grandma and grandpa (my dads parents) would both come. They had been separated for years but they would try their hardest to be civil and have a meal together for the family's sake. Sometimes I thought I could still see a little flirtatious behavior between them, and perhaps just a bit of spark. Then my grandma would say something nasty to my grandpa and the moment was over.
My grandma was such a spitfire! I think I get a lot of who I am from her. She was tough, strong, very opinionated and outspoken. You always knew what she was thinking or feeling! Not one year goes by when I don't wish she was there to spend the holidays with me again. She was so much fun to be around and we had a relationship unlike any other I've ever had in my family before. Miss you grandma. I think of you all the time.
This year we had Thanksgiving at home, just Marcus and I and the kids. It was a nice dinner. Too much food like usual, and I must say that after spending most of the day cooking, everyone eats so quickly and then boom, it's over! A lot of effort goes into it, and it seems like such a short amount of time is spent enjoying it. I know that it does leave a lot of good memories though. I'm glad the kids will grow up having memories of times like it.
I thought I would share some photos of the mess that was made:
I could have swore that there was a rule out there that says "she that doeseth the baking, shall not doeth the cleaning". Unfortunately upon much effort browsing the internet, I was unable to locate it in time. :) I will be more prepared next year!
No comments:
Post a Comment