The Monday before Thanksgiving should be it's own holiday. I mean, this is when the anticipation begins. It's ALMOST THANKSGIVING!!!! Thaw the bird, prepare the stuffing, don't forget the cranberries and extra pie crust, stock the wine fridge...
Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday - I don't know if it's the crisp air that also represents my favorite season, the vibrant colors, the hope for snow flurries to follow or the time with family.
Just this morning I thought of the very first Thanksgiving I hosted- my grandma, my bub & pap and my dad & step-mom were there. I was so proud. It was my first adult dinner.
All the women hovered in the kitchen and kept the snacks filled for my dad and my pap (his ex-father-in-law), who were watching TV in the other room. It was one of the most stereotypical - and best - Thanksgiving Day's that I have in my memory bank.
For many years after that I hosted Thanksgiving for my family, giving up the tradition when I moved away from the east coast and out of reasonable driving distance for most everyone.
So much has changed in the past 12 years. My grandma, my bub & my pap are all gone now; this will be my 2nd Thanksgiving without my bub and pap - my 8th without my grandma. It's hard to believe all that time has passed since we stood in the kitchen of my townhouse and they laughed at me while I attempted to prep a bird while nursing the mother of all hangovers.
There is one thing hasn't changed: Thanksgiving remains my favorite holiday. I am now guest more than host, but I still get to spend the time with the family I've made. It's no longer just a day, it's extended into a entire weekend of celebrating - what could be better than that?
Cue happy dance.
Happy Thanksgiving to you!
In case your curious: last year I had a chance to take Michael back home to experience his first weekend-after-Thanksgiving in Pittsburgh - complete with snow and a few 20° days and a Saints vs. Steelers game. This year we'll be staying in Little Rock, with hopes of warmer temperatures and maybe a hint of snow flurries over the weekend.