We had pretty much decided that we weren't going to do anything for Thanksgiving. Dad isn't the holiday-celebrating type, and Mom wasn't at all interested in putting out the effort it would take. I thought I was cool with that.
But as I was driving to work yesterday morning, I got to thinking about how much I really wanted a big, grand, traditional Thanksgiving dinner. I love stuffing my face and hanging out with family on Thanksgiving. I love sparkling cider and pumpkin pie and turkey and stuffing and gravy and cranberry sauce and everything! My shift starts at 6am and as the hours went by, my desire for a proper Thanksgiving dinner grew and grew. And then the idea finally dawned on me to... Y'know... Cook it myself. At first I was way too intimidated by the idea of doing it all myself, but the notion grew on me and by the end of my shift, I'd made up my mind to go buy the stuff on my way home and cook Thanksgiving dinner.
And that is exactly what I did. I got up bright and early this morning, and I did it! I did it all! Turkey, stuffing, gravy, mashed yams, lima beans, rolls, home-made pumpkin pie, and cranberry sauce, as well as all of the associated cleaning. I even cooked up the giblets for the cats. I invited my aunt and uncle to come eat with us, and the five of us had an awesome time. All of our bellies are stuffed full of Thanksgiving goodness, the leftovers are stored snugly in the fridge, and the kitchen is squeaky clean. <3 I am so proud of myself and feeling really happy right now.
Everything came out really well considering that it was my first time cooking a huge meal for my family like this. Got soooooo many extra dishes dirty because I wasn't able to accurately estimate portions or the dimensions remaining in the oven with a big ol' turkey in there. Burned one finger on the oven, and cut another on a knife (both very minor, thankfully). Had to ask my dad for help hefting the turkey into and out of the oven over and over. And send him on a mercy mission to gather a few crucial supplies I'd forgotten. I accidentally made it so that the yams were done way before they should have been, and failed to put the turkey in early enough to prevent us from waiting on it after everything else was ready. But it came together and we all enjoyed it. I learned so much today.
It all leaves me feeling very... Grateful. Extremely grateful, in fact. Grateful, proud, empowered, serene, and many other various and assorted mental states best summed up as "warm fuzzies." Best Thanksgiving ever!
I hope everyone else had a wonderful, gratitude-inspiring day, as well. Now I'm going to bed. Cooking and cleaning for 12 hours straight is tiring!