Well last November was the
first Thanksgiving with my future husband Tony. I say future husband because I
have a promise ring but not an engagement ring. I love Thanksgiving. During
this season, my family and I go to my grandparents’ house. They only live about
10 minutes from my house. But that year I had to go to two different places. I
was extremely nervous. I had already been around his parents but not around all
his family. I was scared they wouldn’t like me. Once that day came, I knew they
didn’t like me because they acted very strange. Tony’s dad deep fried a turkey,
which was something I had never had before. It was so delicious thought. We had
turkey, dressing, giblet gravy, green beans, rolls, cranberry sauce, and
dessert. The dessert consisted of homemade banana pudding, homemade red velvet
cake and fruit salad. It’s pretty much the average Thanksgiving dinner except
the deep fried turkey. That was kind of strange but it was good. We stayed
there half a day. After that was done, I told Tony I didn’t like that the other
part of his family didn’t talk to me and acted like that they didn’t like me.
He said I had nothing to worry about because they always acted like that and
the fact that I had nothing again anyone else. All I could do is pretend to
like them. Now we were on our way to my grandparents’ house. That year, my aunt
and uncle and cousins came up but this past year they didn’t. When we got
there, the food wasn’t done yet. I had my computer so Tony and I got on my
computer to wait on the food to get done. My sister and her husband had gotten
there just after we did. About an hour had past and they food was finally done.
We ate the same thing that Tony and I had eaten at his house. But I was okay
with that, it’s Thanksgiving. It was the best Thanksgiving I had in a long
time. And I hope that the nest years are just as great as this one.
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