Thanksgiving: the prelude to Christmas. I've spent the previous few weeks trying to suppress my very strong urge to listen to Christmas music, and now I don't have to anymore!!! That pretty much sums up my feelings on the holiday.
I do quite enjoy the holiday itself, despite the overshadowing excitement for Christmas. We typically spend it here, at our house, and my grandparents on my mom's side and my aunt and cousins come and join us. My sister used to come, but I doubt that will be happening much anymore since she got married last year and will now have to go to Ohio with her husband for his family's Thanksgiving. This is unfortunate for me because I cling to her presence when everyone else in my family is just not fun enough. She's like my security blanket when we attend the Saturday Thanksgiving dinner in Lebanon, KY with my dad's side of the family, where there is an inordinately large amount of people that I would not have known are related to me. There's also an awkward age gap, leaving the younger cousins, the adults, and me, so I usually just stick with my mom or my sister.
Anyway, I usually get up earlier than I would on a day off in order to watch the parade. It's really lost it's appeal to me, but I enjoy watching it regardless, because it makes me a bit nostalgic from when I was little and used to enjoy it. Later in the day my family arrives and we eat our typical turkey dinner at about 3. They usually leave a few hours after that, usually from the pestering of my grandparents who greatly dislike being away from their house for any extended period of time, which I suppose is understandable since my grandfather is 94 years old. This is usually my favorite part of the day, when I can just relax with my parents and brother and watch some football. And best of all, I whip out the Christmas music! It's sort of become a tradition for the four of us to watch A White Christmas on Thanksgiving night to kick off the beginning of the season. Too much football to enjoy this year, though, so no movie.
I am immeasurably excited now, as you can probably deduce, about our next major holiday. I've already busied myself with Christmas decorating my room as much as possible. I'm a happy camper.
I do quite enjoy the holiday itself, despite the overshadowing excitement for Christmas. We typically spend it here, at our house, and my grandparents on my mom's side and my aunt and cousins come and join us. My sister used to come, but I doubt that will be happening much anymore since she got married last year and will now have to go to Ohio with her husband for his family's Thanksgiving. This is unfortunate for me because I cling to her presence when everyone else in my family is just not fun enough. She's like my security blanket when we attend the Saturday Thanksgiving dinner in Lebanon, KY with my dad's side of the family, where there is an inordinately large amount of people that I would not have known are related to me. There's also an awkward age gap, leaving the younger cousins, the adults, and me, so I usually just stick with my mom or my sister.
Anyway, I usually get up earlier than I would on a day off in order to watch the parade. It's really lost it's appeal to me, but I enjoy watching it regardless, because it makes me a bit nostalgic from when I was little and used to enjoy it. Later in the day my family arrives and we eat our typical turkey dinner at about 3. They usually leave a few hours after that, usually from the pestering of my grandparents who greatly dislike being away from their house for any extended period of time, which I suppose is understandable since my grandfather is 94 years old. This is usually my favorite part of the day, when I can just relax with my parents and brother and watch some football. And best of all, I whip out the Christmas music! It's sort of become a tradition for the four of us to watch A White Christmas on Thanksgiving night to kick off the beginning of the season. Too much football to enjoy this year, though, so no movie.
I am immeasurably excited now, as you can probably deduce, about our next major holiday. I've already busied myself with Christmas decorating my room as much as possible. I'm a happy camper.
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