Well of course it is. There can never be anything wrong with stuffing smothered in thick gravy. The aroma that fills the air as the turkey or in this years case the turkey and two chickens cook in the oven! That part makes this years thanksgiving a success. What wasn't so great about the whole event, or what I should say, what was lacking from the evening and holiday was the family part...and the holiday part! let me explain:
Saturday October 8, 2011
I make my way to work by 8 in the morning. I'm the only one on for the weekend besides the lady who runs the till and club house (I'm a greens keeper at a golf course) There is absolutely nothing to do at work so I make use of my time picking up leaves for the first 4 hours and the second half of work I spend driving a mower cutting grass that really doesn't need to be cut. Finally 8 hours pass and my shift is over. I head home to find my house empty. My family has left for the weekend to visit my sister and to have thanksgiving dinner at their place. I would have went except I had to return to work on Monday again.So after I cry alone in a corner I shower and get dressed in my finest suit and head on over to my old friends wedding reception. Now I know you're thinking. You're going "Weddings are nice and fun and filled with friends! That so nice for you!" well maybe I left out on important detail, the man my friend was being wed to is not the man it was supposed to be. And the man it should of been to also happens to be my best friend. so I'm sure you can imagine the pain and anguish I held inside as I smiled and shook the hand of the bridegroom. I mean I was happy for my friend and all and I know that she made the right choice and that I know she is truly happy, but I was in a grumpy mood to start off with and whining and grumbling made me feel better. He was just no Brent thats all!
Sunday October 9, 2011
The Dinner
My cousins conveniently live next door to me so they graciously invited me over for supper. Sure their family would be there and I have never met them but I could deal with that... at least I thought I could. my cousin went into labour Saturday night and thus had to skip the dinner and stay in the hospital. but the show went on in their absence. So now I was down two people that I actually knew. What i was left with to socialize with was my aunt and uncle who didn't know the family either, and Jackson. he was my only real good friend there...he's also 2. And to make everything worse the party is moved to my house because we had more room for more people. so i had no where I could go and hide any more. So I was stuck having to find a place in my own house to sit down. I end up with the head of the table and on the other side is some dinosaur aged man. I introduced myself pleasantly trying to make nice and be sociable "Hi I'm Reid Walters!" to which the old man replied "Which hudderite colony did you escape from?" I decided after that to not communicate with the old man. Jackson was much better company as he chewed his chicken and then spat it up back onto his plate, then he'd move on to the next course, stuffing, then potatoes and his corn. I think the only thing he actually ate was the sparkling apple juice I slipped him under the high chair's table. "How old is the hudderite?"
the great great great grandpa yelled over the table. How old are YOU? I wanted to ask but I didn't want to cause the old man a heart attack as he realized he was over 1000 years old. So I just answered his question and then went immediately back to my food to fill my mouth to avoid talking some more. Pretty soon dinner was over and I was left all alone in my house again. The silence was glorious!
Monday October 10, 2011
I woke up for work Strangely cheerful and awake. Arrive at work and address my boss with a whole hearted "G'Morning!" he shook his head as he walked towards me and gathered his thoughts. "I don't know what to say Reid, I'm so sorry!" he said in his thick English accent "I had no idea that today was a holiday! you don't have to stay here! I'm sorry I made you get up." Well at this point nothing surprised me. I got back in my car and drove home and once again I went to my corner to cry. This just wasn't my weekend I guess. So here I am Wishing everyone a better Thanksgiving than me. And hopefully your attitude is a whole lot better than mine! I do have lots to be grateful for. Like I am so grateful that not every weekend is like this one and I'm grateful for my family returning home! I miss them more than I thought I ever would!
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