I know I'm a few days late. Don't judge. I worked nonstop last week. I didn't get online at all, unless you count how many times I checked Facebook on my phone, in which case, I was online a lot. So sue me.Anyway, Thanksgiving was always a huge deal in the Moore household. The entire family gathered together every year. The immediate family, my mom's parents (Mr. Diddy and Miss Momma), Uncle John and our cousin, Lauren, and sometimes my dad's parents (Granddaddy and Nonny) filled the main level at our house. While the adults prepared the glorious food, we kids usually sneaked downstairs to play some Nintendo 64. (Diddy Kong Racing is the best game ever. Sorry, Mario Kart.) We never helped prepare the meal because it was our job to clean up. So we figured we might as well have fun while we could.
Doesn't that look exhilarating? All while countless hours of listening to certain siblings of the female gender bicker about when the food would be ready because they were about to eat their insides. Must be why that turkey deciding to rape my face.The adults would always sit around the dining room table while the kids were banished to the table in the sunroom. We didn't mind though, as this was an excellent way to sneak that nasty spinach into our napkins and avoid tasting such awfulness. (I like spinach now, btw. Mom and Dad, you win.) Once the adults discovered what we were up to, however, we devised new ways to hide our spinach. Or we'd eat it. I don't remember who was the first to discover this, but spinach in between two pieces of a roll tastes mighty good!
The last few hours consisted of the family sitting around the main level, catching up on the latest gossip, i.e. what job is Dad working anyway, and do you still drive all that way just to attend an awesome ballet studio? Ya know, important information like that. Sometimes we kids were able to sneak away yet again. Other times we weren't so lucky. "Where are you kids going?" we'd get asked. "We're about to take the family picture!" 3 hours later...
It has definitely been a while since I have enjoyed a Thanksgiving meal with the Moore clan. I haven't joined them for such festivities since 2006. Do I miss it? Of course! I'm sure now, though, we'd all sit together around the same dining room table. We couldn't banish Ann to sit all by her lonesome, her now being the only non-adult. Or could we? :)
While it certainly hasn't been the same celebrating Thanksgiving down here in Orlando, we try our best not to let Disney's turkey screwing get the best of us.
Well, some of us try not to let Disney's habits rub off on us. So far here in Orlando, I've managed to spend each Thanksgiving with a different group of friends. On my program, it was with my roommates. I worked all day while the others cooked a wonderful dinner. In '08, I went to two different Thanksgiving dinners, both hosted by different people, even though the same friends attended both dinners. In '09, I grabbed a quick bite to eat (and maybe a little wine) in between work shifts. And this year I was able to eat a delicious meal cooked by the roomies and friends while I yet again worked all day. Sounds like good times to me!Since this is a blog about Thanksgiving, I suppose I should mention all the things I am thankful for. Hmm... let's see. What am I thankful for?
1) My family and friends, with whom I've shared some wonderful holiday memories.
2) Sam Raimi and crew for making Spider-Man. My life wouldn't be the same without it.
3) MTV, for creating the wonderful "Daria." Even though it was on the air at the turn of the century, I am just now discovering this gem of a show.
4) Lisa and Chad, who despite having other things to do this evening, relented, and we all decorated the house for Christmas :D
5) My family, who is awesome enough to have this...
...in our household.HAPPY TURKEY DAY!!!
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