11:30 PM: You know it’s a great Thanksgiving when everyone’s heavy-lidded, there’s still some Champagne left over for morning mimosas, and the dishes are (mostly) clean. This has been one long Thanksgiving day, but with relatively little drama, so much amazing food (that I was able to fully enjoy despite my recent oral surgery), and plenty of laughter, I wish it to continue to go on. Hasta X-Mas! xoxo
9:40 PM: Had an exhausting dance party with an almost 4-year-old. Put on my “Dance Party” mix and caused quite
the eruption of laughter when I realized what was happening and franticly scrambled across the room to change the track just as the first line of of Peaches’ “Fuck the Pain Away” started. If you’re not familiar, it goes: “Suckin’ on my titties…”
7:20 PM: Yes, I took a 5 hour break for eating and digesting enough to be able to move my fingers across the keyboard of my iPhone. Dinner was so good. And I was once again the last to leave the table. Stuffing=amazing.
My mom has the interwebs hooked to her TV, so we all spent tons of time giggling at funny cat videos. It all started when we were told about the “tens of thousands” of crows that fly over the new house everyday at sundown. When we questioned the claim, we were told to count the crows which led to “Counting Crows” which led to YouTube since no one could remember what they sang. Then the cat videos.
2:15 PM: My amma (grandmother) just arrived and the Tofurkey’s in the oven… Only problem is that we didn’t quite
time it right with the turkey and I think we’ll either be eating a Tofurkey with a cold center or everything else will have to wait for us. Whoops. I’m snacking on all the delicious hors d’ouvres but trying to save room for everything else… Especially stuffing! Why oh why do we only eat stuffing one day a year? It’s SO good… Maybe it’s best to only have it occasionally… Thoughts?
12:30 PM: Everything is still pretty mellow. No other guests have arrived yet, so we’re enjoying the QT with Mom. Truth be told, I’ve just dipped into my first glass of wine and am about to have a sneak preview of the pumpkin pie…
10:45 AM: We arrived around 9:30 and got a tour of the new house, which is quite beautiful. It’s 105 years old an has the most gorgeous original woodwork and lighting fixtures. They’ve been renovating like mad to get the place ready for today and it shows.
Breakfast at 5:30 means I feel like lunch right about now… Good thing there’s food all over the place.
7 AM: Ah, Connecticut. Such a small state on the map, but you always feel so looong. Lack of sleep is catching up with me, which wouldn’t be so bad if it didn’t hurt so much to yawn… I had dental surgery on Monday and it seems to hurt more and more each day. Luckily it’s only one side of my mouth I can’t eat on, so Thanksgiving feast will still be enjoyed.
5 AM: Good morning, turkeys! Yup. It’s 5 AM and I’m awake… Barely. The plan is to hit the road in an hour in order to (hopefully) miss the worst of the day’s traffic. The beau and I are heading from our place in Brooklyn to Greenfield, Massachusetts for the first time this year (we’ve got someone caring for the kitties so they won’t be too lonely).
My mom sold her house in Northampton (where she had lived since 1992—right before I started the 7th grade) this summer and relocated half an hour north. So instead of 3 hours, it’s going to take us 3.5… If we manage to avoid the aforementioned traffic, that is. This will be our first visit to the new place and although I’m excited to see it, of course, it’ll be a little… different. Definitely at the stage of life where the definition of “home” becomes a bit more complicated and the question “Where are you from?” becomes more difficult to answer.
But back to this early Thanksgiving morning. I’m a planner, so we’re all packed, just got to wolf down some breakfast, hit the shower, grab the vegan food contributions (Tofurkey, gravy, mashed potatoes, pumpkin pie, and various snacks), wine, and hit the deserted (wishful thinking!) road.
