Can I be real a second?
For just a millisecond?
Let down my guard and tell the people how I feel a second?
Thanksgiving was a bummer. There, I said it. I tried, really tried to rally my enthusiasm and have a wonderful day at home, but little things kept going wrong - like the restaurant we were going to order the chicken fingers from was closed even though they were supposed to be open, and it was pouring outside so we couldn't run the family turkey trot or football game. Phil was working on a project for most of the day (not blaming him, he is doing it for me!) and we couldn't see anyone...and it all added up to the lamest Thanksgiving ever. Which is saying something, considering that one Thanksgiving morning years ago, as we were getting ready to head up to New Hampshire to my brother's house who was hosting my whole family, Alexander started throwing up and we had to cancel and eat whatever food we had in the house instead. But yeah, this one felt even worse than that one. I tried to salvage the day by decorating for Christmas that night, which helped my spirits for about an hour before the inevitable fatigue and stress of decorating kicked in. Now, let me be clear that my kids and husband seemed to have a great day, and I wasn't literally moping around, but internally I was Debbie Downer. I just don't want another pandemic holiday for Christmas, but I don't see how it's going to be any better??
Geesh Colleen, snap out of it!
I know, you're right. I have so many things to be grateful for, and I am normally such an optimist, but that day just hit me hard in all the feels. Onward and upward and offer it up!
How about some photos of the day?
(I bought it for less than half the price it's listed for right now, so maybe wait until the season is over to find one for next year!)