But right now I want to talk about Thanksgiving.
It was nice. And that is saying a lot!
The first year after sissy died mom's birthday was ON Thanksgiving and we couldn't deal with anyone. We sent everyone out to see their families and the two of us stayed home. I made pizza and we watched "Bruno", "Borat" and "The Hangover". We couldn't do Thanksgiving.
Last year we made dinner for the 7 of us. I don't remember any of this (or the dinner itself) but mom says I refused to call it Thanksgiving, it was just a family dinner that happened to be turkey, mashed potatoes, dressing and cranberry sauce. Very low key.
This year we had Thanksgiving.
Norm's grandma recently moved up here from Albuquerque so we had her and one of her sons over. I called it Thanksgiving. We watched the parade. We set the table. I put out the bowl of olives that my grandma always used to do and that sissy and I always did. We had Thanksgiving dinner with people.
We had Thanksgiving.
It was nice.