This is a wee bit delayed, as most of these posts will be considering I can’t keep track of my mind anymore. Thanksgiving 2013 occurred. Actually, it was almost three weeks ago. Where does the time go? Seriously, somebody keeps hitting fast forward.

Every year, we do Thanksgiving big. It’s become bigger than Christmas. And by big I mean, well BIG. Like go big or go home, that’s definitely my family’s motto. We started going big around 11, 12, maybe even 13 years ago. I’ve lost track. We had over 30 people once again and more food and drinks than I care to mention. We celebrate with my mom’s side of the family. Most of them we don’t get to see too often throughout the year, so it’s a big deal when we are together. I feel as though each year, as I get progressively older, holidays mean a little more to me. I get sappier. I feel like I’m perpetually on my period (sorry male readers). If I cry this much over things at 26, I can’t imagine what I’ll be like when Im 36, 46, 56….okay now I’m just getting ahead of myself. *sob*sob*sniff*sniff. But really, I found myself sitting silent a few times through the night, which is rare, especially around the particular group I was dining with. And considering the amount of wine I was consuming. I swear that stuff is like a truth serum. The older I get it’s one glass and I’m on my ass. But anyway this post is not about my lack of tolerance.

I looked around at all my cousins, most of whom are younger than me. They looked so grown up. They also looked handsome/pretty. And I thought to myself thank God I don’t come from an ugly family. HA, just kidding. But really we’re ridiculously good looking.

But again, in all seriousness, I looked at each face and every person looked so grateful to be there. They honestly looked like they didn’t want to be anywhere else except in that room surrounded by people they love. Each year we go around the room and every person says what they are thankful for. And I’m telling the truth when I say every person takes their time and searches their heart. There is never the cliche “I’m just thankful for my family.” Everyone says why they are thankful for their family and how everyone in the room has touched their lives. It’s a big sap fest and it’s really nice. Then we gorge ourselves on food and drink till our pants feel tight.

I had a really good time as I always do, but this year did feel different. Every year feels different, but this year in particular. We didn’t have it at our house first of all, we ate out at a restaurant which was fun because we didn’t have to cook. I am open to change, but sometimes I fear it, like it’s a giant 8 legged spider with huge fangs hurdling towards me to eat me whole, um weird sorry. I guess everyone fears change a little bit. This year we didn’t have certain people who typically attend, which was a little sad, and the weekend didn’t seem to last as long as it used to. People have to go home early and continue on with their lives. It’s bittersweet to see it change this way, but it’s also nice to see that everyone has their own lives. Everyone is making something of themselves, but they also always make sure to make time to quit the hustle and bustle for at least two days. And for those who couldn’t join us we can only hope that next year we will be reunited.

I hope everyone else had an enjoyable Thanksgiving and has a good rest of the holiday. And if you didn’t or you’re feeling down, if you have at least one person in your life who means something to you, call them, spend time with them. That’s what this season is all about. And that really seems to be what my posts are all about.

I know I’m getting more sentimental as time goes on. I used to be the never serious person, now I’m waking up every day thinking I’m having a life epiphany. It could just be indigestion because of the cupcakes and chocolate milk I eat right before bed, but I’ll go with epiphany. I set out for this blog to be funny, at least what I find funny. If you can’t laugh at yourself, who can you laugh at, am I right? I feel like I’m in some quarter life sappy crisis. And lucky you readers, you can join me!

Oh right and a big thank you to everyone in my life. Literally, everyone. Like every single person I have ever come in contact with. If we’ve known each other ten seconds or ten years. Thanks. We all affect one another whether we know it or not. Hope this blog affects you!….in a positive way of course. Although, if it’s negative at least it’s an effect. I hope I’m using affect/effect the right way. That’d be embarrassing. Well, it seems I’m rambling now. So I’m just gonna go.