Everyone has some great and not so great moments when it comes to the holidays. We are often with family that we don't see very often so it is often hard to tell what is going to happen from one Thanksgiving to another. I was thinking back to my family's Thanksgivings and I came up with my top 5 Thanksgiving moments.
5. One year my Grandparents on my father's side came to Thanksgiving and decided that we would go to the cafeteria for Thanksgiving dinner. What a great experience having to wait in line to get your cafeteria turkey and dressing. Having someone from behind the counter yelling "Meat Veg -a -ta- ble Roll" at you is so much fun. The saving grace of that experience was the fact that it was a K and W and they had Chocolate Cream Pie. Don't go to dinner at the cafeteria for Thanksgiving. It is not a fun experience.
4. Another year we ate out. This time it was at a Holiday Inn buffet. This was actually an exciting and fun experience. You could eat as much as you wanted and try anything you wanted on the buffet line. It was nice to have the opportunity to try different things and enjoy time together without having to worry about cleaning up after. I love a traditional Thanksgiving experience but for 1 time it was a lot of fun and the food was really good. I am good with any Thanksgiving experience really as long as I get my mashed potatoes. I have to have those!
3. When we lived in Clemmons, NC we had A LOT of trees which in turn produced A LOT of leaves. I can remember one Thanksgiving in particular where we had to rake and move leaves all morning. It was hard work because we had to move all the leaves from the front of the yard to the natural areas and woods in the back yard. My brother, father, and I were out there for hours that Thanksgiving moving leaves. I can remember my aunt and uncle and cousins showing up but we couldn't stop, we had to keep going! My uncle even came out and gave us a hand. It was such hard work. The only thing that was worse than raking and moving leaves was when Dad would order mulch for the yard. Talk about hard work and the smell well that is a different story.
2. A couple of years ago I decided that when I got home to Blacksburg that I was going to make a pumpkin pie from scratch, well as close to scratch as canned pumpkin can get you. When I got to Blacksburg I stopped at the absolutely huge Kroger and bought the ingredients that I needed. After I got home and visited with my Mom and Dad for a bit I went into the kitchen and started to put my pie together. Everything seemed to be going well but I did notice that the pie was a little soupy when we put it in the oven. My Dad and I were sitting in the study watching Virginia Tech play basketball when we heard a scream from the kitchen. We both went running to see what had happen to mom. When we got to the kitchen there was pumpkin pie all over the floor. Mom had gone to check the pie and noticed it was still not firm and needed some more time to cook. Unfortunately she pulled the oven shelf out too far and the pie had fallen face down on the oven door and splattered all over the place. We did have to give Mom a hard time about it but Dad went out first think Thanksgiving morning and found us a pumpkin pie.
1. There was a Thanksgiving when we were kids that got us in a lot of trouble. Mom had been working hard in the kitchen all day and my brother, my father, and I were all three being brats and joking around too much. We were really getting on Mom's nerves. She was telling us to settle down and be quiet but we wouldn't do it. She finally got us to settle down enough to sit down for dinner. She asked my brother to say grace. We all bowed our heads and my brother said "Rub a dub dub thanks for the grub amen!" My Dad and I cracked up but mom threw here napkin onto the table and ran upstairs slamming the door to the bedroom and locking it. I remember Dad spending the next 30 minutes or so outside the door trying to get her to come back down. Needless to say we were good boys for the rest of the meal :) How did she do it with three boys in the house? I don't know but I love you Mom and I promise to say a better grace this Thanksgiving!
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