Yes, for those of us in cold,
snowy sunny Canada, it is Thanksgiving weekend. We have it in October instead of November. There’s a very good reason for that. If we tried to harvest anything in November, we would starve.
(Mind you, the timing of harvest festivals is sort of a moot point in a world where we can have mangoes from other countries flown to us year-round, but tradition dictates that Thanksgiving falls in October in Canada. Who am I to argue with tradition?
Usually the first in line.)
Usually I spend this weekend with my boyfriend’s family, but today they’re having dinner over at his brother-in-law’s place, and they’re meeting his BIL’s parents. For the first time. Apparently BIL’s parents are…a bit more conservative than the rest of the family, so I will not be joining them. It was decided that my boyfriend was all the unorthodox they could take for this visit. Next year, I’ll be able to come.
I am actually okay with this. (Technically it’s our anniversary, too, but as we don’t really have a firm date for when the relationship “began” I’ve decided, unilaterally, that we shall have an Anniversary Week, from the 8th to the 16th of October. And we shall celebrate every day. He’s not totally on board yet, but give it time. I’ll wear him down.) Despite Thanksgiving being one of my favourite holidays now that I have a family again, I’m okay with not actually celebrating it this year.
Mom is in Nicaragua till mid-October. Nate’s doing his family thing, and that’s all good. We decided that we’d just have mini-celebrations on Saturday and Monday, and then have our own American Thanksgiving in November. Because he knows it’s important for me to acknowledge my Yank heritage. (Also, more excuses for turkey.)
Yesterday, we had dinner together, watched Grimm, and ate pumpkin pie with (real!) whipped cream.
And then we had dessert. *lewd wink*
Tomorrow, he comes over to my place, we have dinner together, watch True Blood, and do something else. Perhaps dessert-related.
Who needs a massive dinner that takes a lot of energy to cook when you have such awesome mini-celebrations to experience? Seriously, this weekend is going great. I can’t really ask for anything more.
(Ok, I can. I can ask for the energy to actually finish re-organizing my bookshelves and get some writing done today. There. It’s asked for. And the Universe shall provide.)
Now, what I didn’t do in this post is list what I’m grateful for, but I don’t think I need to. It’s sort of obvious. I’m grateful for my boyfriend, my family, all the people in my life who have stuck by me, because — let’s be honest — I’m not an easy person to stick by for the long haul. People prefer to sprint friendship with me, so for every long-distance runner around — thanks.
And obviously I’m grateful for my incredible writing talent, and the person I got it from (that’s my mom, in case you’re wondering). I’m thankful for a house that’s warm, and knitting, and bacon, and trees and hats and Nutella and my dog, Tyee. I’m thankful for my education and my computers and my cane and my strength. I’m thankful for my small following here at Bacon and Whiskey, and — oh yes — I’m thankful for whiskey. I’m very thankful for Zoloft.
I’m thankful for plot bunnies and Nanowrimo and MyWANA/WANATribe and Kristen Lamb and Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday. I’m thankful for coffee and pens and notebooks and Scrivener and Seventh Sanctum and Chaotic Shiny. I’m grateful for books.
Ok, maybe I did need to list what I’m grateful for — and it’s not even complete! Well, I’ll stop there.
I think Thanksgiving is an important holiday because it teaches us to remember gratefulness. To thank the world for what we have. It’s not about gift-giving, so it doesn’t get drowned in toxic consumerism. There are a lot of problems with how the Thanksgiving mythos is presented, especially to young kids, but there’s outreach being done to remedy that. We don’t need to do away with the holiday altogether. It’s not irredeemable. And it reminds us to practice gratefulness.
We should practice gratefulness. It’s a good skill to have. And I think it’s something humans rapidly forget.
So. What are you thankful for today?