tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-670426779858438488.post4905774852934083693..comments2023-06-16T16:08:23.446+01:00Comments on Edinburgh Housewife: American Thanksgiving Dinner Survival GameMrs McLeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18095035617334068201noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-670426779858438488.post-86797519517746113542015-11-30T04:34:06.695+00:002015-11-30T04:34:06.695+00:00Haha, I love the impression of Thanksgiving, that ...Haha, I love the impression of Thanksgiving, that it's being thankful for ourselves. :-) <br /><br />My family is generally pretty chill about all this stuff. My older sister and younger brother are both married, and my parents, while they married right out of college, never pushed that a particular age is the right one, oh no better settle down, etc. I am more sanguine about it than they are, I think, but then I also am pretty happy with (and thankful for) many things in my life. We were just glad, after some tough family times, to have a nice Thanksgiving, and to welcome a couple of older single lady family friends to join us. <br /><br />That said, we did have a running joke about a young fellow from a distant land who is apparently following my dad's twitter and now they've had some correspondence in which we've learned he's quite a Nice Young Man of Goodwill, and in which my dad mentioned my work and my organization (which is specifically for young people of good will of all sorts). I kind of started the joke and am enjoying it, so I don't think it counts against the game points, which leaves me once again losing, but enjoying it (and the OrthoGal's bingo card I remember from before). Nziehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05611004371935380366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-670426779858438488.post-74781992444395815192015-11-27T16:28:32.875+00:002015-11-27T16:28:32.875+00:00That doesn't count for the Thanksgiving Game, ...That doesn't count for the Thanksgiving Game, but it may count for time off Purgatory. Mrs McLeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18095035617334068201noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-670426779858438488.post-32225819791836434812015-11-27T14:19:34.587+00:002015-11-27T14:19:34.587+00:00(Excuse the spelling/grammar mistakes! 'a God&...(Excuse the spelling/grammar mistakes! 'a God' yikes!!)Clarenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-670426779858438488.post-50650256751371239882015-11-27T14:17:53.886+00:002015-11-27T14:17:53.886+00:00I am not really qualified to comment, living in Au...I am not really qualified to comment, living in Aus, however we did celebrate Thanksgiving (the main excuse being my sister wanted to make pumpkin pie, which is apparently sweet, and very popular - and her boyfriend is American).<br />We had roast chicken, but we named him 'Turkey' - to eat turkey before Xmas is a cardinal sin in our family. Good gravy, sweet potato mash, salad and pumpkin pie.<br />There were five of us, we ate outside, with a lovely decorated table, herbs and berries for flowers, menus, and a bright yellow tablecloth. Pumpkin pie is not too bad (though of course we're not entirely sure how authentic it was.<br />And we were thanking a God for Americans, till we were reliably informed that Thanksgiving is giving thanks for lots of things, not just Americans. And we have no idea why it is celebrated on a Thursday, however we had a lovely meal, and started listing off all the things in life we're thankful for.<br />Having no extended family to make comments, does it count that during the last week I've been asked once if I was married, once if I had children and once if I was a l*sbian. And all of these at work. Clarenoreply@blogger.com