Because Boy’s parents are divorced, Thanksgiving has always been kind of hard for us because most of the time, it has meant running from place to place to make everyone happy. Now don’t get me wrong, I love Thanksgiving, but once we’d crammed our faces with three seperate dinners in the space of approximately 48 hours, the feeling we’d get afterwards (what I like to call “turkey bloat”) is horrible. We’d feel all tired and sore-stomached and by the time we got back home (we do not have a car so our schedule was left completely at the mercy of family members willing to drive us back into the city), it was almost like we hadn’t had a weekend at all.
So for the past two years, we’ve bailed on having a proper Thanksgiving weekend with all of the families and instead opted for raincheck dinners on different weekends and I have to say, it’s worked out pretty well. Not only does it allow us to really enjoy the meals, but I think it is a lot more relaxing, since we know it’s not going to be some sort of crazy gauntlet of stress and stuffing.
This year, our first of the Redo Thanksgiving dinners was this past weekend which could not have been more perfect timing. With everything that had been going on, I had almost forgotten about it when Boy reminded me on Friday afternoon, but having something to look forward to perked me up as it was definitely a more appealing prospect than sitting around the apartment feeling upset.
So Saturday afternoon, Boy and I grabbed what had to have been the world’s smallest car from the car rental place and hit the road to Logan and Charlotte’s place to have dinner with them and my Mother-in-Law.
This is a fairly accurate representation of how Boy looked driving our little compact rental.
I could get into all the family related tidbits, but instead I’ll just highlight some of the best parts for you folks at home with a list:
1. Sending the boys out to get bread to go with dinner and having them return with the ingredients for Rice Crispy Squares and no bread at all (a second trip out was made).
2. Seeing pictures of my Father-in-Law (who was not present) when he was in his twenties. Polyester pants and a mustache!
3. Debating with Logan about who the best Ninja Turtle is. (I say Donatello, he says Raphael).
4. Playing Rock Band and hearing:
a. Logan dorkily yell “Bass Groove!” every two minutes.
b. My Mother-in-Law sing AC/DC’s Hells Bells in her best choir voice.
5. Eating a dinner of chicken wrapped in jalapeno harvarti cheese and proscuitto and hearing my husband say “It’s like the chicken and bacon were doing it and then the cheese laid down some ground rules and jumped in!” (He’s so classy.)
6. Finding out Charlotte has a secret thing for bad boys. (Colin Farrel!)
7. Discussing whether or not Ralph Fiennes is sexy or scary. (I vote scary!)
8. Me overpouring my wine when my Mother-in Law admitted she had a thing for Robert Carlyle.
Who loves you, baby?
I’m sure there are other things that happened after that as well, but unfortunately, I would not be the most reliable source as the excess of wine that ended up in my glass then ended up in me and I became happy and gushy Girl for much of the night.
In any case, long live Redo Thanksgiving! May every year bring more for us to be thankful for. 🙂
**In honour of my debate with Logan, here’s a little video I thought might be amusing – Twenty Something Normal Turtle!**