I seem to be copying all of my girlfriend’s ideas for blogging.\u00a0 Insert shameless reference to her blog here –\u00a0Jersey Girl Gets Real<\/p>\n
I just read her blog on Thanksgiving and Dylan McDermott would definitely have been welcomed at our Thanksgiving dinners and no, I’ve seen the movie, but it is now on my list.\u00a0 Don’t know what I’m talking about… go here Thanksgiving.<\/p>\n
And we’re walking…<\/p>\n
We always went to my Mom’s family for Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner.\u00a0 We went to Aunt Dots & Uncle Don’s for one holiday and then to Aunt Rose & Uncle Cliff’s for the other holiday.\u00a0 And because it wasn’t at our house, it was never a big affair. There was nothing to fix – although Mom did cook a turkey so that we could have leftovers – we just had to drive, eat, come home.<\/p>\n
Okay… I just I need to explain the family a little here. My Dad had an adopted brother who passed away while he was in the Navy, so basically my Dad is an only child.\u00a0 My Mom’s brother passed away when I was very young, I just vaguely remember him, so she is basically an only child.\u00a0 I am an only child. So we would spend the holiday’s with my maternal grandmother’s sisters and their kids – my cousins.\u00a0 My maternal grandmother passed away when my mom was in college, and I was in either elementary school or middle school when my maternal grandfather died.\u00a0 Granddad would go with his 2nd wife’s family for Thanksgiving anyway.\u00a0\u00a0 My paternal grandfather passed before I was born, and my paternal grandmother always went with her sister for the holiday.\u00a0 Grandmom also went to Aunt Gladys’ or Aunt … *insert brain fart here* & Uncle Buddies for Christmas. We would do mom’s side first and then dad’s side 2nd for Christsmas.\u00a0 Which suited me as a kid – more presents!<\/p>\n
So there it is – for Thanksgiving off we would go to Aunt Rose’s.\u00a0 There was only one little quirk. Aunt Rose, Aunt Dots, & Aunt Ollie liked to clean up.\u00a0 You didn’t dare put your fork down or it would be whisked away, washed, dried and put away. And of course once you were without a fork, you didn’t need your plate anymore either.\u00a0 It was almost like camp – EAT and GET OUT! The Aunties wouldn’t sit and eat or at least they would sit for a minute or two and then start clearing the table. If they weren’t clearing the table, they were busy cleaning up from cooking.\u00a0 Pots, pans and utensils had to be washed BEFORE dishes and silverware.\u00a0 Or so it seemed.\u00a0 Mom & Bonnie (my cousin) always thought they should help the Aunties clean up.\u00a0 Which made the dinner not as enjoyable for them.<\/p>\n
And because of the way the 2 houses were set up, there was always and adult table and a kids table.\u00a0 When we were younger, it was a big thing to be allowed to sit at adult table, clinging to the silverware and plate.\u00a0 But as we kids got older, it was the adults that wanted to sit at our table. We giggled and talked and had fun.\u00a0 We were kids after all.\u00a0 And the older we got, the more we kidded about holding on to our silverware.<\/p>\n
Digression – One summer we had my Aunt Rose’s birthday at my Mom & Dad’s house.\u00a0 As soon at everyone was done – almost before – Aunt Rose got up and started to clean up.\u00a0 Mom & Bonnie (Aunt Rose’s daughter… my Grandmother’s niece) always fussed with her about cleaning up.\u00a0 Leave it, they would do it later, don’t worry about the mess, etc, etc.\u00a0 But on her birthday they decided to not fuss with her and just let her clean up. It was, after all, her birthday.<\/p>\n
It’s been a while since we’ve had these Thanksgiving dinners.\u00a0 We’ve all grown up and moved around the country. The Aunties have all passed away.\u00a0 I would love to go back and have 1 more dinner with the whole family again.\u00a0 It was fun. At least for us kids. But maybe… just maybe Susie & Jenny would like to start a new family tradition – Dylan McDermott included.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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