Yes, Thanksgiving is here already. Mashed potatoes, gravy, and six servings of turkey. Sounds pretty standard to me. I never really save room for dessert, buuut I manage to squeak her down anyways. A few glasses of wine, maybe a beer or four, or even a good old fashioned rye or bourbon, the way Grandpa used to drink. Whatever your drink of choice is, its always tougher to keep drinking after that big meal, isn't it? Try pounding back a 6 pack after two platefuls turkey gravy goodness. No way. Can't do it. I thought I solved the problem last year when I switched to wine, but try staying up past 9 o'clock with a belly full of turkey and 3 glasses of red wine in you. No way. Can't do it.
The left overs the next day are always my favorite. I remember I wouldn't eat breakfast in the morning because I was still full from the night before, but then lunch time comes around and I break out the goods. I fill my plate with more potatoes and salad and turkey and stuffing. I eat almost as much as the night before, and you know what that means. Nap time. I wake up just in time to do it all over again for dinner. God bless Thanksgiving!
This Thanksgiving is not the one I remember, however. I am sitting here, alone in my apartment as I write this. Being away from home at times like this can be a little rough. I do wish I could be back, even just for a few hours to say hi and enjoy a warm home cooked meal. I also know why I am here, and understand that being away is a price I pay in order for me to grow, learn, love and develop my craft. As I sit here typing and thinking of home, I can't help but smile. I know that without the continuous love and support from my amazing friends and family, that I would not be here today. And for that, I am truly very thankful.
So tell me, what are you thankful for?
5 comments:
Awww, Bradley, I'm thankful for the message you left today ... brought a pretty big smile across my face.
Miss you!
Cool! Isn't this thankful stuff great?
OK fine. Enough about gluttony and drinking more and more. What about the poor f__king turkeys. "Looking forward to the holiday Tom?" Turkeys are people too you know. This year instead of turkey, we had a nice stuffed squash. We let some of our favourite pet turkeys into the house and I have a photo of the big hen watching me slide the squash into the oven. It's great. However, I'm greatful for the stunts and laughs Brad has provided me with over the years. And I'm greatful for Brad's mom and dad (who I hung out with at Dylan and Deanne's engagement party) who made Brad - in the basement - at night - on the workbench.
Mr. Tufford!!! Too far, too far!
Bradley,
I am thankful for a brother who makes me laugh, and makes me smile. For a brother I can talk to, tell anything to, how amazing is that? For a brother who is as strong and determined as he is caring and loving.
And I am thankful that you will be home soon with friends and family for Christmas, the bunk beds are waiting for you brother. :)
awww.. I love you guys
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