Post 14- Tori

Thanksgiving at my house. Well I guess you'd have to pick which one I was at, so I'll just talk about both.

 

At dad's house, we used to go to my Mimi and Pawpaw’s house but that's since changed and we either go to my aunt's house or they come to ours. We had ham this year because most of us prefer ham, and lots and lot of food. While we're getting ready we watch the Macy's parade, and while we're cooking we watch football (we're a very football centered family). So whichever house we end up at, we eat a lot and joke around. Depending on the year I usually have to leave early to go to mom's thanksgiving or I come late because I just came from mom's thanksgiving. This year it was a small thanksgiving at dads, and we went black Friday shopping after so that was fun.

 

At mom's house we go up to her grandparents’ house, in Ohio. This is a bigger thanksgiving, with more food and more people. Although this year was a little less fun. A lot of people didn’t feel well so there was quite a bit of snappiness over dinner.

 

I suppose I enjoy the holiday, I really like food. But at the same time I feel like there are so many expectations that surround the holiday: it has to be perfect, we have to have this food and this food, we have to keep everyone happy and make sure that we don’t upset anyone. Sometimes I think it’s more hassle than what it’s worth.