Thanksgiving

Four years ago Les and I had just moved to New York, we were 2,000 miles from either of our families and decided it was time to start our own Thanksgiving traditions. Somehow Les talked me into doing a full traditional Thanksgiving dinner – turkey, stuffing, rolls, cranberry sauce, all that crap. That wasn’t a bad meal, but it wound up not being a tradition for us. First of all it was an awful lot of work for just two people, we wound up with more leftovers than we could actually eat, and I wrote a blog post about it that has his mother and sister butthurt for years after (it was brought up the last time we were in Utah, and I have no idea why his sister was so pissed off, I didn’t even mention her).

A tradition begins.
A tradition begins.

But part of that day did become a tradition. While Les was cooking I drank daiquiris and watched a Star Trek: The Next Generation marathon on the BBC. And for the last three years I have mad it a point to drink a rum drink and watch some version of Star Trek. This year I was all hyped up to drink an Angry Captain (hard cider and spiced rum) and watch Star Trek: First Contact, but much to my dismay Netflix seems to have removed the best TNG movie, and so we settled for Star Trek: Generations and Star Trek: The Voyage Home. Not that either of those are bad, but when you’re expecting the Borg Queen, Soren is a bit of a letdown, and Les picked the other because, “Nuclear wessels.”

Strawberry daiquiri and Star Trek: The Next Generation 2012, I was off on Facebook, it was only a 2-year-old tradition at that point.
Strawberry daiquiri and Star Trek: The Next Generation 2012, I was off on Facebook, it was only a 2-year-old tradition at that point.

Last year on Thanksgiving, I worked a full day and then Les and I went to the beach, we had the entire place to ourselves and we got to enjoy a beautiful sunset and just watch the ocean, then go home and drink rum and watch Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. It was so nice to not eat until we explode, to have no familial obligations, to not deal with any family drama or to travel during the busiest travel days of the year – so nice in fact that we’ve decided to add it to our Thanksgiving traditions when possible.

Me and Les at Bullard's Beach on Thanksgiving Day 2013
Me and Les at Bullard’s Beach on Thanksgiving Day 2013

Today we took a nice drive on the Joshua Tree Scenic Road and stopped in a few places away from any people and just enjoyed the desert. It wasn’t quite the same as going to the beach, we were on the road for a lot longer, this year I have bronchitis and sound like a pubescent boy, plus I didn’t think about where we were going and stupidly wore long sleeves in 84 degree weather (it was only 50 something when we left and it’s November, I just forgot we are in Arizona now).

Today Les and I went on a scenic drive and tried to duplicate our Bullard's Beach photo in Arizona style.
Today Les and I went on a scenic drive and tried to duplicate our Bullard’s Beach photo in Arizona style.

Thanksgiving is supposed to be about being thankful and enjoying time with the people you love, and we’ve made it that for ourselves. A bit of peace and quiet away from people out in the world makes me appreciate life more.

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