my thanksgiving recap.

You may remember Aunt Dumbass from this post. I almost couldn’t wait to see her today and discover new levels of dumbassery. But it was not to be. Dreams shattered.

While sitting in ridiculously excessive traffic, I texted my sister, D. [Don’t worry – J (my husband) was driving, not me.]

Me: In traffic… only 20 minutes from home but we’ve been in the car for 45.

D: Ok. Be careful of crazy drivers.

Me: Hopefully the traffic breaks up soon.

D: BTW, Uncle Joe and [Aunt Dumbass] cannot make it. Dog is quite sick.

[Aunt Dumbass is my rephrasing… D did not call her that! Though I would have laughed my ass off if she did.]

And then D sent me a video of my nephew asking when my kids were going to be there. Adorable.

We finally arrived at Mom’s, only about an hour later than planned. [I am NOT thankful for Boston-area traffic.] Dinner was nearly ready and it smelled delicious.

I was especially happy to see my cousin Joey. He is the sweetest guy and he’s been through hell. He lost both of his brothers years ago (at different times) and he, himself, has a brain tumor. He seems like he’s doing really well – a stranger would never know he wasn’t perfectly healthy. But Mom tells me it’s not good… it’s coming back… he doesn’t want any more treatment. [My tragic cousins… 3 brothers… a story for another post.]

So… food. Made by my brother-in-law the chef. Everything was delicious… except sweet potatoes. I hate sweet potatoes. They are vile.

thanksgiving dinner.

And let’s not forget dessert. We always have far too many desserts. [I made Oat Fudge Bars. They were rich and fudgy and oatmeal cookie-y and amazing – I will have to post the recipe.]

thanksgiving dessert.

Of course, dessert is soured by the dreaded Christmas conversation. I kind of hate nearly everything about Christmas at this point in my life. [Later.] But we manage to enjoy dessert.

the kids.

Staring at birds and squirrels while waiting for sweets:
my daughter, my nephew, my son.

My son was thrilled with every single thing on that table that contained chocolate of any kind. My daughter wanted to try the apple crisp. J (husband) is all about pumpkin pie (something I find just as vile as sweet potatoes, maybe more). I had a scoop of apple crisp and a ‘Magic Square’ (what many call a 7-Layer Bar). And coffee. Much coffee.

We had a ton of laughs trying to decide how to do the gift exchange this Christmas Eve. We finally decided to do 2 swaps this year. One will be a re-gift – find something from home that is in great shape and is useful, but never used. The other will be a more traditional swap, but the gift has to be something that starts with a letter from my late Gram’s name. (The letters are A, K, M, N, R – her first and last name consist of only these 5 letters!)

We finally headed home. And we encountered a similar fate to the one we experienced on the way down.

night traffic.

Joy. It’s the most [irritating, annoying, stressful, frustrating, exhausting] time of the year.


About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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10 Responses to my thanksgiving recap.

  1. Lol I always enjoy your way with words. Aunt Dumbass. 😂😂

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  2. Roo's Ruse says:

    I entirely miss having youngsters at our home this year – all year. One of my roommates loathes being around children (I don’t know when she became so contrary, she used to mostly be delightful). This charming, entertaining post with photography helped fill that void. Annnd I can hardly wait for the oat and chocolate yumminess recipe. Thank you for the insight and bear with the “joy.” Maybe it’ll be different this year. It could happen… Slainte!

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    • I’m so glad you enjoyed my post! And those bars were amazing. I admit, I had one after a dinner of leftovers tonight, but I was maybe already pretty full… and now I feel a little sick. But it was kind of worth it! (Unless I start feeling any sicker… haha!)


      • Roo's Ruse says:

        I know that feeling too well. I comfort graze at least once a week – especially when I can’t sleep with all the voices in my head screaming, “hey! You forgot to edit that paragraph and you really suck at blogging, and…” Then I walk another lap around the park, skim some rocks across the pond and fast on liquids for another day and the world’s right again. Until my next binge anyway. Chatting with you and the Writing U classmates has been great! ‘See you around!


  3. Oh my! The food porn! Bring on the recipe!

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  4. Wandering Soul says:

    What a lovely post! and the food. I am drooling. I’d love to try your Oatmeal Fudge Bars .. resipe, please 🙂 I am a lot like your son that way. My love for chocolate is legendary.
    Your kids and nephews look so adorable staring out that window. Lovely play of light and shadow. Next time, do bring in Aunt Dumbass 😀

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