In 1621, the Plymouth colonists and Wampanoag Indians shared an autumn harvest feast that is acknowledged today as one of the first Thanksgiving celebrations in the colonies. For more than two centuries, days of thanksgiving were celebrated by individual colonies and states. It wasn’t until 1863, in the midst of the Civil War, that President Abraham Lincoln proclaimed a national Thanksgiving Day to be held each November.
It’s two minutes before midnight and I’m finally home relaxing and reflecting. While many are out or getting ready to partake in the post Thanksgiving Black Friday spectacle, I am choosing to be cozy under the covers with my own thoughts. It was really nice not having to cook, host and clean up.
The food was delicious even though I didn’t have any turkey, I did enjoy all of my favorites like mashed potatoes, vegetables and stuffing (not cooked inside the turkey) and of course pumpkin pie. The site of the roasted carcus weirds me out. I’ve only eaten Thanksgiving turkey maybe a handful of times in my life.
It was nice to visit with my family whom despite living in the same city I don’t see them very often. We feasted, visited and laughed a lot. We played a new board game called The Cat Game which was very interactive and lots of fun. On my turn I drew a card under the “flick” CATergory. I had to draw a picture incorporating at least one cat so that my teammates could guess the movie title. I didn’t do a very good job because my teammates failed to get the answer.
In case you’re wondering the flick I had to draw was Passion Of The Christ.