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I thought it would be fun to have a thread about memorable Thanksgivings that we've had.
Here is mine:
We had been married two years, we were young, had a new baby and were stationed in W.Germany. My husband asked if I minded if he invited some of his guys over for Thanksgiving Dinner. This was to be my first time hosting such a big dinner.
The week of Thanksgiving, the baby was sick. I was up day and night with her...and wearing down. I was starting to catch a cold and felt like crap. My husband had to work Thanksgiving day and would come home about 2-3pm with the guys. (about 8 of them)
That morning, I got up early, put the Turkey in the oven. Later in the morning, I made the stuffing, green bean casserole and put the potatoes on to boil. The baby was crying and I was still in my pj's. It was getting late, but I thought I'd lay down with her for a minute and get her to sleep so I could finish the meal and get dressed.
Two hours later, I woke up to smoke. The turkey was burnt, the potatoes were out of water and stuck to the bottom of the pan and the green beans no longer resembled anything from this world. To top it off, the dog had eaten the two pumpkin pies I'd baked the night before. The baby started to cry. I cried. and then something happened....
The door opened and in walks my husband with the guys. The look on their faces was worth a million dollars. I cried harder. My husband took the baby and told me to go lay down. I took some medicine and fell asleep.
When I woke up a few hours later, my husband, the guys and the baby were all in the livingroom listening to music and laughing. They had cleaned up the mess and cooked hamburgers/corn/chips for dinner.
This could have been a disaster, but nobody ever teased me or said anything about it. When the guys left, they all thanked me for having them over. To me, thats the true spirit of Thanksgiving.
Here is mine:
We had been married two years, we were young, had a new baby and were stationed in W.Germany. My husband asked if I minded if he invited some of his guys over for Thanksgiving Dinner. This was to be my first time hosting such a big dinner.
The week of Thanksgiving, the baby was sick. I was up day and night with her...and wearing down. I was starting to catch a cold and felt like crap. My husband had to work Thanksgiving day and would come home about 2-3pm with the guys. (about 8 of them)
That morning, I got up early, put the Turkey in the oven. Later in the morning, I made the stuffing, green bean casserole and put the potatoes on to boil. The baby was crying and I was still in my pj's. It was getting late, but I thought I'd lay down with her for a minute and get her to sleep so I could finish the meal and get dressed.
Two hours later, I woke up to smoke. The turkey was burnt, the potatoes were out of water and stuck to the bottom of the pan and the green beans no longer resembled anything from this world. To top it off, the dog had eaten the two pumpkin pies I'd baked the night before. The baby started to cry. I cried. and then something happened....
The door opened and in walks my husband with the guys. The look on their faces was worth a million dollars. I cried harder. My husband took the baby and told me to go lay down. I took some medicine and fell asleep.
When I woke up a few hours later, my husband, the guys and the baby were all in the livingroom listening to music and laughing. They had cleaned up the mess and cooked hamburgers/corn/chips for dinner.
This could have been a disaster, but nobody ever teased me or said anything about it. When the guys left, they all thanked me for having them over. To me, thats the true spirit of Thanksgiving.
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