In reality, Thanksgiving at the Bradford household is actually pretty cliched. We usually get together with my dad's side of the family--his two sisters and their families, his parents, and his aunt--which is a ridiculous amount of fun. We crowd an unreasonable number of people around the table, eat way too much food, drink sparkling apple juice and, for a little while, try to ignore the huge stack of dishes waiting for us. Whether we're in Loganville, Georgia, or here in Lexington, the house is always loud and everyone has a great time together.
This year, unfortunately, we weren't able to get together with all the extended family; instead, we're going to a family friend's house and eating together. This really is the only anomaly in my Thanksgiving memories, but being the classic Thanksgiving family isn't bad, right?
Essentially, we like sleeping in, eating, and spending time together. Trying to imagine Thanksgiving any other way is just rather odd for me.
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