Well this year my family and I had a very quiet thanksgiving. Usually we have some people over and everyone eats and talks then talks and eats some more, but not this year. It was just my mom my younger sisters and myself. My stepdad unfortunately had to work till 11 that night. He does that every thanksgiving, but usually never this late. This lack of family involvement had nothing to do with death or anything drastic...it was like everyone did their own thing. Everyone had their own personal household family dinners.
The food was amazing, my mom made everything that we all wanted and then some. I thought it was interesting, she had recently had mouth surgery and even though she couldn't eat her food she still made sure that we were all satisfied. I asked her if she enjoyed cooking all this food and spending all day preparing it and she replied with a simple "yea, it makes me happy". I hope that I have that same joy cooking a feast for my family too. My mom also made food for other people, like she made extra trays of lasagna and baked macaroni and cheese for people to pick up and cook at home. My mom is one of the most generous people I know, and that had nothing to do with the holiday she's like this all year round. :)
No one watched sports ( this is household where mostly females reside) we literally ate some food then sat back hoping to digest it only to overstuff ourselves some more. My little sisters played their wii, my parents fixed the sensor so that they could once again enjoy their game my cat ruined. I wouldn't say that my thanksgiving had anything to do with health, it was all about eating good food. So I guess you can say I had a very "body-centered" meal. It wasn't specifically healthy but it was for our pleasure. No one wanted to eat tasteless things that didn't make them appreciate life a little bit more. We all wanted the sugary fattening cheesy meals that would send messages saying yes..this is GREAT.
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