thanksgiving

Thanksgiving is such a weird holiday. For me, it consists of having dinner at my grandmother's house with every member of the family within a 40-mile radius. Keep in mind that I grew up next door to my grandmother. And I said 40-mile radius. so actually, these dinners are not rare. Thanksgiving for me isn't much different than the thursday-night extended family dinners we had every week when I lived in my parents house. Sure, there's turkey, but this is the first year since I was 12 that I've been able to eat it. and I guess there's more dessert than usual too. The thing is, we still all sit in the same chairs in Nene's dining room as we have our whole lives. If my cousins girlfriend's are present or someone is visiting from further away, we have to set up a card table in another room. We don't sit with them. My brother and sister and cousins and I still crowd around the "kid's table" we outgrew years ago and we still make fun of each other for things we did when we were 10. But we don't have some big family holiday cheer and we all duck out as soon as we can to go to a bar or a friend's house instead.
Christmas is great, and I understand birthdays, but Thanksgiving? really? Are we supposed to be celebrating something? What a weird holiday.. I mean, it's just dinner really.