the holidays are a comin'

Today I sat at my desk and dipped Oreos into coffee while dreaming about turkey. Since I didn't put cream or sugar into my coffee it's seems acceptable. My obsession with turkey is incurable.

Last year my mother asked me to stop moaning at the table..."we all know you love turkey..." The previous Thanks Giving was held at my Grandmother's. She over cooked the bird and then let it sit out 3 hours until the rest of the food was ready. I was third in line when my aunt pointed out that I had taken a plate from the grown-ups' table and alas, I'm still classified as a child. I dropped out of line to return the plate to the adult table. I took my place at the back of the line with the plate from the child's table. There was no turkey left by the time I reached it. My young cousin, who refused to eat, threw out 4 slices of turkey. I wanted to cry but I was afraid it would prove that I deserved to be at the children's table. This year will be different. Different side of the family, other side of the state and I'll be dammed if I get bullied to or at the children’s' table.

The family is trying something different this holiday season. Thanks Giving in Galena, Christmas without my brother and New Years/Birthday extravaganza...to be decided.