Thanksgiving Tradition

I always kind of laugh at everyone's Thanksgiving traditions. Not that they are ridiculous or anything, but because my family does nothing like any of them do for Thanksgiving. In fact, I'm fairly certain my mothers entire goal is to fatten us on Thanksgiving. Delicious fattening, though.

Typically, my dad will pull a TV outside and watch the Thanksgiving day football games while he fries the turkey, and we all wait impatiently inside. Take note that we are all literally filled with food at this point, mainly because my mom will have made her homemade cinnamon rolls, to which will gorge ourselves while enjoying the slow transition into mediocrity that the Macy's day parade has taken.

I always laugh, though, because we don't sit around a table like most do. Typically, we'll just sit in the living room and eat, watching some awful rerun of some less-than-average show. And the funny thing is, we love it. A lot. That's the way our family interacts, and I don't think we would have it any other way.