Traditions

Yesterday was Thanksgiving...yummy food day. I don't really celebrate holidays for their real meanings. Just like Columbus day, sure it is great to have that day off, but Columbus really didn't 'discover' America...not really. The pilgrims, well they weren't really that great of people either...they stole from the Indians and gave them diseases...neither of which is really admirable! Somewhere down my ancestry line there is some Native American blood, so I have to defend them in some way!

Anyway, the point of this post is about traditions...the real reason I like holidays. For those of you who know me well, you will know that I HATE change, any form of it, it makes me panicky and more bitchy than normal. The last few years, my family has changed all my holiday traditions...it sucks.

The whole thing started about 4 years ago when my grandfather passes away...
Basically they decided that they really didn't like each other enough to continue having holidays together (um, that is fine, but they kind of bailed on my grandmother!). So we stopped doing family holidays....sure we all didn't get along, my Uncle can be a prick, but still we are family...it was sad...but whatever.

This year it was rumored that we may have Thanksgiving together again, of course it didn't happen...my cousin M and I were pissed about it. No one else really seemed to care...families are strange.

Hopefully Christmas will be better, we do actually get together for that holiday...so at least I have some family fun to look forward to!