Happy Thanksgiving to me!

This year because of circumstances beyond anyone's control, my family was 300 miles away and I spent Thanksgiving Day by myself. I was determined to not get sad about it. So when I got up in the morning I made a big nice breakfast. It wasn't a day for Pop Tarts or cereal.

I ate breakfast while watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade.

Yeah Beverly, that is your sunflower and Mark that is your artwork next to the TV. I used to see the parade every year like every kid. I probably haven't watched it for over ten years now. I noticed two things. I remember that in the past, there was a lot of emphasis on the big balloons and less on the performers. Now is the opposite. I probably saw like ten balloons and they were in the background of the show. Maybe I just remember the big balloons in my ten-year-old mind. Another thing I noticed (bug me) was that NBC uses the parade to constantly promote their shows. That was annoying.

So what is a graphic designer to do alone on Thanksgiving? This:

I was doing fine will all the alone-for-thanksgiving deal until I got this text (or tex-mex like my mom calls them) from my sister.

I still don't know why she sent me that and I don't think she understands why that was wrong. The I got a call from my mom suggesting that I should go to a restaurant. And sit by myself? How sad is that?

Then I remembered there were three others that were alone during Thanksgiving. I went to the supermarket bought three turkey dinners (thanks Terrin for the idea) and a cheesecake and went to visit them.

They probably thought I was a crazy cat lady at the supermarket buying cat food on Thanksgiving. At least I got some cheesecake. While watching the kitties have their Thanksgiving feast, I realized how similar to humans they are. Of all three cats the female cat, Artemis, stopped eating before the male cats. She must be watching her weight.

And the fattest cat, Dinsky, ate her leftovers. I guess there won't be turkey sandwiches tomorrow.

That night I had the mexican version of Thanksgiving dinner.

Yes, there is some vodka in that cranberry juice. And of course, cheesecake.

Let's hope next Thanksgiving I'll have more company of the human kind.