Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Thanksgiving at Home

This year (or I guess last year now) I decided I was not so interested in having Thanksgiving with my family. Ahem. My sister and I aren't really speaking (ok, not at all), my mother went on vacation for her Thanksgiving, and I don't remember what my dad was doing, but I wasn't interested in that either. I thought about maybe spending it with friends or going to Utah to be with my friend's family, but eh... I was just "over it." My therapist said that it sounded like I needed some space from everybody after a few overwhelming months and that that was fine if it's what I wanted. And it was! I was totally happy with my Thanksgiving experience and really don't regret it at all. I spent the day home alone with my dog and two cats and I think we went to the dog park too.

As far as food goes, I got carved turkey and mashed potatoes from Jack's Urban Eats, my favorite cafeteria-style restaurant here in town. I made my mother's stuffing recipe, and decided.. eh... Vegetables? We can just skip those.

So here is our Thanksgiving dinner. The kitties and the doggie were all VERY VERY EXCITED over our gourmet, vegetable-free meal. My plate is the big one on the left, the two empty looking bowls have turkey in it for the cats, and the full bowl up front is the dog's kibble mixed with turkey, stuffing and mashed potatoes.

Everybody was SUPER STOKED.


I have since cleaned my house up slightly since these pictures were taken. But only slightly. After all, I am still hoping the crew from "Hoarders" will come clean for me and I have to keep up my image as totally disgusting.

2 comments:

Groves said...

Maybe you never wonder if anyone is reading your blog and appreciating you - but if you ever do - I am.

I appreciate your honesty, your real-ness, your...self. I find what you write helpful, and think about it even after I go on with the day.

Most of all, I am sorry that some one you loved and cared about chose to act like a world-class-rat and betray you on a level that, I think, is worse than death.

It is like a death, but the sting is even more bitter because of how false he was. I'm sorry, so sorry about that. And I would like to kick him, even though I know it wouldn't help. I still think I would enjoy it. He certainly deserves kicking. (Maybe a therapist would say this is unhelpful, but in the real world, it sounds rather, somewhat, satisfying. Sigh.)

Thanks for writing and for keeping on even when you don't feel like it.

I think you're very brave.

Cathy in Missouri

Paige said...

I'm glad you had a stay-at-home-with-just-your-"family" holiday.

Everyone needs space, and how can you go wrong with the unconditional love you get from your critter kids?

I dont know if you'll be in CA anytime soon, but Kaleb NEEDS to meet his aunty em

(I've decided thats what you are, even if you dont like it.)