Ahhh thanksgiving time. When I think of thanksgiving I think of the "3 F's", Feasting, Family, and Football. This holiday always makes me feel happy and comfortable because I am surrounded by all those who love me. Usually on thanksgiving I have my whole "family" which would include cousins distant cousins and random assorted aunts and uncles. About a week before thanksgiving I was informed it would just be me, my mom, my dad my brother and my 1st cousins and aunt and uncle. When I asked why I was told that some of my family members were feuding with each other. I don't understand how at a time when family is supposed to come together my family just didn't even wanna be in each others presence. Every thanksgiving I do always feel bad that I have never had a thanksgiving with my grandmother. She has been in a nursing home ever since I was little so it is really sad to not have thanksgiving with her.
This year since thanksgiving was held at my house my mother got the great job of preparing the feast. The only part that I hate about thanksgiving is the anticipation for the food to come. You find yourself sitting in a room talking to your family for hours. At first your having a good time and then half way through the conversation you just really start to get hungry. I feel like I am starting to get rude since all of my responses end up just being one word. When the food comes tho the satisfaction that comes from it is worth the wait. This was the first thanksgiving where I actually sat down at a table and ate. Usually everyone is crowded on the couches watching TV. After I ate I thought I was never going to be able to eat food again or I would explode. That feeling lasted me about an hour until it was time to eat pie.
Finally the other thing that really makes up thanksgiving for me is watching a good football game. Usually my family sits around the TV and claims that they are watching the game, when really only me and my uncle pay attention. When everyone come we all say hello and then I get right back to my game. My dad always says that its fine to have the game on when people are here, but then everyone ends up just talking to each other and they claim that the TV is "so loud they cant here each other". I would like to say so then move, but I cant. So this forces me to not even be able to watch football on thanksgiving. That is until everyone starts to eat then I usually try and sneak peaks at the game.
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