I’ve finally figured it out – what real people do on Thanksgiving. Americans don’t sit around the table talking turkey and politics and what they’re thankful for (okay, MY family does do all that on a yearly basis, but what sort of freaks are WE?).
Americans are A.D.D. like crazy. They get bored. And there are a limited number of things open on Thanksgiving.
So what do the abandoned and bored of turkey day do? They go to Walmart … and they go to the movies.
So I saw three movies in the theatre on Thanksgiving because that was what there was to do and Jennie’s boyfriend had decided it was about time that they had some alone time together since we’ve been keeping possession of her and her house. So we went and saw the Matrix revolutions on IMAX as a group and then rob and I left to go seek our fortunes in the world of Thanksgiving Colorado.
We found the one place that was open to eat and I ordered turkey and stuffing. The woman left and came back to inform me there was no stuffing left, which seemed the ultimate in depressing. IT was the only part of the dinner I’d really wanted, the only part that really said Thanksgiving for me, but how was she supposed to know that. I opted for mashed potaties instead.
Figured I would polish it off with pecan pie. Ordered that. The waitress came back and told me they did not have any more of that. Key Lime or Peach Cobbler. I asked for the peach cobbler. She came back and told me they didn’t have that either, and suddenly my desert was free and chocolate cake materialized as one of my options though it hadn’t been there before. And chocolate cake is wonderful, but not when what you really wanted was pecan pie … or peach cobbler in the least.
It was then that I started feelign a little strange. I realized it was the first Thanksgiving I’d spent in a restaurant. Not that I had not spent Thanksgivings away from my family in the past, but I’d always been with a family and friends in a traditional setting. And now I was in a restaurant, making due with food that could not be what I started ordering in the Thanksgiving spirit.
Then I went to see two movies because the walmart was too crowded and we had another five hours to kill before we could come back to the house. I picked the first and rob picked the second. I picked ” Love Actually,” which was amazing, but a total chick flick. Even rob liked the movie.
Rob picked the cat in that hat, which was so bad he apologized to me the entire ride home. 🙂
And I stood outside in the 10-degree cold and ate dippin dots because I love them and haven’t had them in ages and burned all the taste buds off the first layer of my tongue, to my unending delight. Not very Thanksgiving, I suppose.
I’m feverishly working on trying to finish up a new song before I get back. I think it could be really good, I just don’t want to mess it up in the last couple details. We’ll see. I have another week and a half yet.