Hope you all had sweet holidays.
I didn’t know anything about it until Monday in the play yard when everyone was talking about camp being closed on Thursday. I don’t actually go to camp on Thursdays, but just knowing that it was going to be closed sent me into an emotional spiral.
Needless to say I was completely unprepared. Adding to the confusion, on Tuesday night at dinner Tank declared that this year he would be celebrating Tanksgiving and demanded that he be given breakfast in bed and showered with gifts all day long – which basically sounds like every day of his life.
I knew I needed to consult a better resource so I went the only resource I can trust: google. Because seriously people, if it’s on the internet, it’s true.
So here’s what I learned.
1. It’s all about the poultry. Everything apparently revolves around silly fat birds and I knew I wanted to make an impression at my first Turkey Day so I dug in to some practical research.
2. It’s supposedly a holiday marking a meal between the Pilgrims and the Native Americans.
I don’t really understand what that’s about, but I can tell you one thing – I’m not dressing up like no pilgrim anytime soon.
3. Food. Everyone says it’s about friends & families and being thankful, but I mostly found recipes and pictures of food. I’m really trying to keep off the holiday weight so this news does not bode well for my training diet.
I was totally gung-ho about this Turkey chopping holiday and for nothing. The mom’s didn’t stay home for dinner so I was forced to stay home watching Band of Brothers with Tank having him recount old war stories and constantly cleaning my ears.
Four hours (and I’m certain several ear infections) later I was able to snag my first fallen scrap of Turkey from their leftovers and got so sleepy I couldn’t even enjoy it. I should have just packed up my backpack and checked into the overnight hotel at camp but I couldn’t do that to Tank on his own personal holiday.
All I can say is next year if I don’t get to carve that bird, someone is going to experience a world of hurt.
I’m back at camp tomorrow and I could not be more excited. I’m so over this weekend.
Stay cool my babies,