Thanksgiving is my kind of Holiday
More than just a feast, Thanksgiving is an event to celebrate. If they’d just add a gift exchange, it would be perfect. Oh wait. Nevermind. But really, what’s not to love? You’ve got Granny’s dressing, a bunch of sides, a little bit of the white meat, and plenty of football. Mama mia, that’sa spicy meatball!
We spend the holidays at my grandparent’s house in Austin. My memories of Thanksgiving mostly involve eating, and talking, and eating some more, and sitting at the kiddie table. Seriously people, I’m almost 30, what do I have to do to get promoted? I’m stuck with the early 20 somethings, and that’s just cruel and unusual.
So after all that eating, I make an attempt to watch the Cowboys game but usually end up dozing in and out of consciousness for most of the first half before giving up and going home. (Note: I only doze during pro games)
My grandparents have lived in the same house since the 60’s (or maybe the 50’s). Because it’s an older home, and not terribly large, it’s about the coziest place on Earth to spend the holidays. It’s also the hottest place on Earth because my grandparents set the heater to “Blizzard” even though we live in TEXAS. Add in the heat from the oven, and it’s probably a lot like living on the surface of the Sun. But I’m just guessing.
When I was a kid, Thanksgiving was also the day that we were supposed to start making our Christmas lists. So after lunch, we’d sit around looking through catalogs for gift ideas. I would always turn to the section in the catalog where they had the remote controlled airplanes. And every year, my Mom would say something along the lines of, “We’re not getting you a remote controlled airplane.” And because I was stupid, I’d always ask, “Why not?” And her response was “Because you’ll crash it into the ground the first time you fly it”. And looking back, I’d have to say that her decision was unfair, but it probably saved lives because I would have also taken out a few windows, and a small dog before I killed all the passengers by crashing into the ocean (water trough).
But since Thanksgiving is really supposed to be about giving thanks, let me leave you with a few things I’m thankful for in 2005. In no particular order, I give thanks for…the great people in R&D at the JOB, reruns of Seinfeld and King of the Hill on FOX, Picasa, Madden ’99, Billy Gillispie, good luck, Scotts brand mulch, electric screwdrivers, Barack Obama, IBC Root Beer, dBpowerAMP, and…Nicole (the one and only).
Happy Holidays.
