The Other "First" Thanksgiving

I remember the first Thanksgiving

I spent with Mister's family. 

I was nineteen and we were engaged.

This would be the first time I would meet

his extended family and I was

nervous, wanting to make a good impression.

Mister's family was large and they were LOUD!

(my family was small and civilized  quiet)

The meal was the usual fare

one would expect for Thanksgiving,

with just one exception.

His family routinely included

homemade dumplin's as part

of their Thanksgiving meal.

I didn't know people ate

dumplin's on Thanksgiving.

Hmmmmmm.

Does your family do that?

I've wondered about this

for all these years.

Also, when Mister's family gathered, the

dinner conversation was quite rowdy

compared to what I was accustomed to. 

I clearly remember the table-talk that day

which included a detailed 

(de-tailed. Love the pun!)

update on the neighbor's

recent hemmoroid surgery.

I love family dynamics!

Let's all remember to hug our families

extra tight this Thanksgiving,

even the weird ones!

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