The Three Days of Thanksgiving

The Hubby grew up with Thanksgiving being a three-day celebration.  On the first day, his family had The Big Meal at his maternal grandma’s house, with all the relatives.  The second day was for relating the old oral family histories over coffee.  The third day was for Catching Up of What Happened over the Year, Grandma connecting with the children, tearing down the turkey, and getting ready to go home.

So, this Thanksgiving we did a three-day thing: First day was at my parents’ house, with the Big Meal, football, and catching up.  Second day was back at home, with a second Big-ish Meal (I made the turkey and more tarts) with the Hubby and Januse Gate, and conversation and movies.  Today, the third day, I’ve torn down the turkey (so I can have my refrigerator back ::grin::) , Janus Gates made bread, and we’re generally doing post-turkey day things.

I have *so* much turkey — it was a 22 pound turkey, free from Kroger (I had a coupon).  Something tells me I’ll have to make Flannery O’Connor Chili for the Hubby and the neighbors in the near future…

About lizardqueen

If single-mothering were a paid job, I'd be rich. However, it doesn't, so I write (which doesn't pay the bills) and teach (which does). I'm overly-educated in the liberal arts, but that doesn't hinder my ability to be pragmatic and realistic. YAY.
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