What Are Your Thanksgiving Eve Memories?
Read more articles on Let Me Share With You and Holidays.November 21, 2007
Posted by Karen Amato Schwartz
November 21, 2007
Posted by Karen Amato Schwartz
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You know, growing up we never called it “Thanksgiving Eve”, but the term appears to be becoming more prevalent these days. Do you have any special recollections of past Thanksgiving Eves? Unfortunately, for women, it’s usually a day of cleaning, cooking, baking, last minute shopping, and dining room preparation-all things that I should be doing instead of sitting here and typing. But there’s time enough for that, right? I’d rather jar you out of the present and take you for trips down memory lane…
Let’s see; there was a Thanksgiving Eve when I had to carry a long, satin, old-fashioned party gown over a city bridge at 8 PM at night. If folks had been out and about, I’m sure I’d have gotten a few looks and perhaps even a comment or two, but apparently everyone was home by then. The story behind this was that, at the last minute, I agreed to voluntarily narrate “The Nutcracker” at a ballet performance in a department store on Black Friday. Due to logistics, the gown needed to be retrieved at a time incongruent with my transportation, so I ended up hoofing it for about a mile, with what seemed like a 10 pound frock flailing in the wind behind me. Thank goodness the ballet company costume mistress never found out-or worse yet, that it didn’t fly out of my grasp and into the river below!
Then there was the year that I decided to take my one year old daughter to a small and bustling neighborhood shopping area. (See my article from last December, “Every City Should Have One”). Well, I knew that it was usually crowded, and even more so before a holiday, but I had no clue that it would be such a mad house…not a good time to try to maneuver a baby stroller through the tight quarters and throngs of impatient shoppers. Plus, if any of you remember, the Thanksgiving of 1995 found the northeast with substantial snowfall-which started the day before. What I’d hoped to be a pleasant and leisurely start of a Thanksgiving tradition turned into a miserable couple of hours with a crying kid, cold and slushy snow under my carriage wheels, and the decision that last minute shopping excitement wasn’t worth all that trouble.
Last November, my first year of blogging, provided me with fond memories of positive feedback for my two pieces, “Thanksgiving Gets Short Shrift” and “Thankful for a Kidney”-so if you missed those, you may want to take a look. As someone who has always loved this holiday, I hope that my words increase your appreciation of the day.
Have a safe and happy Thanksgiving!
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