Wow, my favorite Thanksgiving Memory with Little Bird?? This is a little weird. See, we haven't properly celebrated Thanksgiving for a couple years. We live in Michigan and every member of our family lives in California. So, we don't get to do Thanksgiving with them often. In fact, last year, we didn't do it at all. Greg went to a friend's parents' house and I stayed home with the bird and ate pasta. I remember feeling sad and sorry for myself that night. The following night our friends, Rachel and Ryan, came over for a full turkey dinner (Greg cooks- score!) and they're planning on doing the same thing this year. Guess that'll become a little tradition. We have nothing planned again this year. I know, sad. I'm not sure we knew what we were getting in to when we chose to move so far from family.
2 years ago we went on a cruise through the Mexican Riviera with Greg's family. They served turkey the night of thanksgiving. It was nowhere near as good as my mom's or greg's mom's. In fact, Thanksgiving dinner is a specialty of both of theirs. Neither passed this down to me.
3 years ago we actually did go home for the holiday. Well, two homes. We spent a few days celebrating with my parents and brother:
Then we headed to Greg's parents' where we got to celebrate with the whole family. It was the last holiday we had with our grandma.
I guess any holiday where we're all together is a good one- and something to be thankful for.