Memories of Thanksgiving Past

Sure, Thanksgiving is supposed to be a day for giving thanks to those who have made a positive impact on our lives.

Obviously this isn’t the only reason why we make such a big deal out of this somewhat pointless holiday.

That’s right, pointless!

Do we really need a designated day to thank someone? That should be an everyday thing. We also go around saying, “Happy Thanksgiving!” When we should really be saying, “Thank you for … (insert reason).”

Anyways, the real reason we celebrate it, well it’s for the food of course! Bringing friends and families together for a joyous occasion filled with great fun is also another great part of that reason, but it’s the memories created that you tend to cherish above all else.

There have been some Thanksgivings that went by in a blur and there was no real point in remembering them. However, there have been some memories which have been permanently ingrained into my mind that will be almost impossible to forget.

One of the more unforgettable moments that occurred on Thanksgiving took place at my Grandmother’s place.

The turkey was cooking in the oven and the fire alarm went off. When we went to go check on it, a small fire had started setting the turkey aflame.

What dawned on me first was, oh great, there goes dinner.

As we tried to find a way to put out the fire, one of the visitors had this grand idea to fill a bowl with water and dump it over the fire.

Any of you who, by mere common sense, know that a grease fire and water don’t exactly go well together can just imagine what happened next.

Instantly, what started out as only a small fire, turned into a huge fire that shot straight up onto the ceiling.

A state of panic instantly took over my grandma and she was just freaking out. The fire was slowly subsiding and no, no one had dared to call 911 just yet.

Don’t ask me why.

Just then and what almost seemed like a Thanksgiving miracle, my uncle, who was just coming in through the door, went straight into the kitchen and removed the flaming turkey from the oven and took it outside.

We rescheduled Thanksgiving for the following day.

Another one of my more memorable Thanksgiving moments was being able to reunite with my cousins after about seven years.

They happen to be cousins from my dad’s side of the family. When my mom and dad split up we didn’t really make an effort to keep in touch with his side of the family despite how great we got along. It’s a long story, but we just assumed that they had sided with our dad.

Last year, however; my cousin Elva invited my mom, sister and me to have Thanksgiving dinner at her house. My mom was working that day, but still went with my sister.

We had a blast! Our cousins are absolutely hilarious. Even better, there was an XBOX 360 involved. It couldn’t have been any better.

My cousin had invited us over again to celebrate Christmas at her house and we left with our stomachs aching from so much laughter.

This year we had been invited once again for Thanksgiving, but our mom’s boyfriend wanted to cook for us.

My pumpkin pie didn’t come out so well, but it was my first attempt, so no big deal. The turkey on the other hand was absolutely juicy and delicious!

Only 24 more days until Christmas dinner!