It still amazes me that Thursday rolls on as an ordinary day here. Because no one else celebrates Thanksgiving, last year we didn’t try for a special dinner or anything, just… called the family, watched everyone hold up their food, and waved.
Not nearly as much fun as hearing the good-natured grousing about which dressing is better, cornbread or non-cornbread, and watching my father fidget until he can leave the table and get back to football and/or a hike somewhere far, far away from the rest of us. (You see I come by this introversion honestly).
Joy to you, as you are grateful for what you have in whatever way you choose to show it. I am grateful for good lamps, snuggly fleece, and time for books. And did I not mention? YOU.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Best,
Paz
Happy belated Thanksgiving to you you too, Tanita!
I was thankful for many things yesterday — that I live in a large house (all of which needed cleaning before company came), that we had so many clothes (that needed putting away ditto), that we have a nice plumber (who was able to talk my husband through getting the boiler on again), that the children were being so creative in their play,using every available surface (see number 1), and most of all, I was thankful for all the books I have (that of course I didn't get a chance to read yesterday!).
Happy day after Thanksgiving! I am thankful to hear what you're reading and writing and your stories about what life is like over yonder. I've never been so very far from home on a holiday. I think I'd find it very jarring, but I know I benefit from a little jarring every now and again–not as much as I do from snuggly fleece, mind you, but still.
Happy Thanksgiving Day to you, Tanita!
I remember being in Ireland during Canadian Thanksgiving (which is in October) in the past and I know it feels sort of weird, as everyone around you goes about their business as usual. But I hope you're having a great day and that maybe there's even some sun over Scotland today!
I remember that same strange feeling spending my first Thanksgiving in London years ago. A bunch of American friends did get together, with the biggest turkey we could find (6 lbs — the butcher was stunned).
Love the cranberry cartoon. I'll eat both — the "natural look" and the artificially enhanced. But I refuse to eat giblet gravy . . .
Happy Thanksgiving to you across the sea, Tanita!