As we all know so well, Thanksgiving this year was, well—different. Because of our unwelcome guest, the pandemic; lots of folks stayed home alone instead of having all the relatives over. The Crankee Yankee and I certainly missed going up to Maine to be with the grandgirls, but during this time it’s safety first. Hopefully we will see them at Christmas, but now it remains to be seen.
In any case, we still enjoyed Thansgiving, and remembered the good times when all of our relatives were together with us. But time and life goes on, and we find new ways to celebrate. Sooner or later there will be a vaccine to knock out covid for good, and things will go back to normal (we hope!). That said, it makes us both wary and thankful at the same time.
The Crankee Yankee and I made way too much food for us, so when we could stop burping and lying around digesting, we brought loads of food over to his brother and his wife (my best friend) for them to enjoy. (Why on earth do we always make so much food during the holidays?!) Of course, all of our cats enjoyed little plates of chopped turkey. After that they found warm places to sleep and burp the afternoon away.
Today we are probably going to have turkey and stuffing for breakfast, lunch and dinner. But isn’t that always the way on Thanksgiving? I hope with all my heart that all of you had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Even during this time we still have a lot to be grateful for.