Thanksgiving 2020

 This is usually my broken record holiday. 

Year in, year out, I pretty much have the same things to say. Year in, year out, I link to the prior year's broken record post.

This year, it's a not so broken record.

Oh, I'm still thankful the same things: family, friends, health, hearth, home. And this year, I'm thankful for the election of Joe Biden. (Admittedly, I'll be more thankful when and if Trump shuts up and stops fomenting civil war. What a terrible, and terribly depraved human being.) 

But it's not going to be the usual turkey-pie-family routine. 

Instead, I'll be celebrating - if that's the word for it - alone. 

I like family gatherings, and I like turkey, but I'm fine with alone. Introverts tend to be. And I'll be hosting a small non-Thanksgiving, very merry un-birthday gathering for family on Saturday. Birthday cake instead of pie, but that's a reasonably good trade off. 

I was thinking about making chicken and mashed potatoes for myself, but then I thought about what I've really been craving. With no baseball games this year, with no trips to Fenway Park, it's been quite a while since I've had a sausage and peppers sandwich. So that's the festive grub I'll be rustling up for myself. 

I'll watch a bit of the Macy's Day Parade. I'll take a stroll around the neighborhood. And then I'll go cook up my sausage and peppers. 

So much to be thankful for. And you?