This year, we drove up to Reno to spend Thanksgiving with Allen's family. (That isn't an actual picture from our dinner, but it looks a lot like it). This is the first major holiday that I've ever missed with my own family and let me tell you: it was hard.It's not that Allen's family is horrible (they aren't), but they have their own way of communicating and expressing themselves that is very different from my own family. Those who know me also know that I complain constantly about how irritating and crazy my family is. I didn't think it would be such a big deal to miss Thanksgiving dinner - afterall it's just another get together. We usually get together every other week, but oddly enough I really missed them this weekend. Maybe it's all the media hype, society brainwashing you to think that these particular dates are more special than others - but I won't be missing another holiday at home.
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Just a little fyi--A certain homie from Wilshire & Bundy misses you this Thanksgiving break. :(
Be honest! Your family belongs on a 50s sitcom next to my insane family!
Sorry you had a rough time this weekend. And that you had to miss the deep fried turkey. Families are crazy, but we miss them because we are products of that kind of insanity - no matter how whacked out your family is, it's still your own. (Wow, so phiolosophic while eating the rest of my salad at my desk.)
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