To be up front and totally honest, I have to admit Thanksgiving may be my least favorite holiday. Probably not for any of the usually suspect reason one might imagine (i.e., forced family gatherings, awkward family conversation, even more awkward family house guests, eating too much, drinking too much, hangovers, Black Friday, Cyber Monday, Creepy inflatable parade characters, and well the list goes on). No sadly, my distain for Thanksgiving is a bit more morbid and related to a family history of untimely death related to the holiday week. First memory was my great grand-mother, second was the tragic accident involving my grandfather’s truck brakes failing while driving through the Rocky Mountains, and last but not by any means the least, was the death of my father from a pro-longed terminal illness, which after years of touch and go, occurred one week prior to, yes you guessed it, Thanksgiving!
That last one, my father, well it had a resounding affect on my ability to enjoy anything that involved turkeys, family dinners, or the entire week before or during the holiday! The very thought of the impending holiday for many years, resulting in utter panic related anxiety, worrying which stone might drop next. As a reasonable adult, I have discovered a coping mechanism that involves masking my fears with alcohol, cooking, fake merriment, and basically trying to ignore the holiday, while focusing on preparation for Christmas, which ironically, is my favorite holiday! I know none of this makes much sense, but it is my sound theory that many people have such fears and anxiety that surround them during the holiday for a variety of reasons at the typical family gathering, and thus results all the “awkward” family merriment! We’re all a bunch of freaked out fakers, just trying to get through it.
With all this said, one of my “coping” mechanisms involves looking forward to the many traditional Thanksgiving TV specials, which for whatever reason, seem always to be very entertaining (read all awkward moment notes above)! The following are some clips from some of my very most favorite TV moments from over the years. I hope you enjoy them, and read through to the end, for my most memorable family Thanksgiving moment, it’s pretty funny!!
My early favorite holiday show was of course, Charlie Brown’s Thanksgiving:
Probably my very most favorite Thanksgiving TV moment EVER, and very close to my heart as it re-aired the day my oldest son was born, and caused me much pain due to belly laughing after a c-section……Anyone remember WKRP in Cincinnati? “Turkeys away”
“As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly!”
One of my favorite overall sitcoms of all time is Friends, so it’s hard to decide which one of their Turkey Day shows is my favorite, so you decide:
And perhaps the most watched Brad Pitt Thanksgiving episode!
Everybody loves the Huxtables! Remember “Cliff’s Wet Adventure”
There are many other funny moments, touching moments, and it looks to be another funny season ahead. I will finish the blog by sharing my funniest personal holiday moment. This story takes place several years back when my youngest son was still in high school, and my oldest son was working as a chef (but still living at home), and my dearly departed mother was still alive and living with out family. As referenced previously, I was making the most of the holiday, starting out with a huge holiday breakfast, served with mimosas and chocolate fondue with fruit. My oldest was working all day, and my youngest had holiday rounds to make with friends, all promised to return with their friends for dinner at our house in the early evening. Mom is doing her usual criticizing of my cooking while she sits on her perch, I mean chair crocheting, and I am working away while sipping my wine) anxiously awaiting the large group of my children and their friends I am expecting for dinner. Five o’clock turns to six, phones calls are received promising a later arrival, wine turns to beer, seven o’clock phone calls promise eight o’clock arrival, and finally at 8:30 p.m. my mother and I sit and eat alone. While cleaning up the kitchen I switch to bourbon (my go to favorite), and by 9:30 the kids all start rolling in, all talking about how full they are from all the other places they have eaten. Let’s be honest, I am soused, I mean really a little loud and more than a little pissed off. “No problem”, I say, “I just cooked a 18 pound turkey so we can eat left overs for the next month!! Don’t worry about it!” They all glare at me, and I immediately head upstairs to my room, and promptly pass out, I mean go to bed for the night. There was a low grumble of….”what’s her problem”, clearly they don’t get it…..and I’m, well drunk
Next morning I wake up, recovered, refreshed, and ready to have a turkey sandwich and start decorating for Christmas, once again forgetting that Thanksgiving even happened. As I walk in the kitchen I see the dish the leftover turkey had been in laying in the sink, along with an array of other leftover dishes. This must be a joke, they all said how full they were!!! I didn’t go to bed until 9:30 pm!! In the course of the evening, a group of probably six or seven young men had literally eaten an entire 18 pound turkey, right down to the bones! Needless to say, that was the holiday with no turkey sandwiches! Happy Thanksgiving eveyone!!! Stay safe, and God Bless!!