Thankful that this Thanksgiving was so stress free. My nephew chose the venue: Old Country Buffet. The food wasn't great, as cuisine selected by an 11-year-old seldom is, but it was customized to each of us -- for example, I had fried chicken instead of turkey. I was happy to see my niece and nephew, and on the way out, my sister said she was thankful that I love her children so. And I do.
I'm also grateful that the get-together was so short. Four hours, start to finish. My family gets along best in short spurts like this. Now I'm happy to be home, in my pajamas, sipping brandy, catching the last episode of the Law & Order marathon.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
I used to love Old Country Buffet. Somewhere along the way, they went downhill. Their food and the atmosphere was great. Not anymore.
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I know what you mean about short spurts of family fun-time. I feel that way about my sister. Unfortunately, she doesn't recognize my relationships with her children.
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