Thanksgiving from far, far away.
Here we are having Thanksgiving,
in a pool hall.
Blasphemous? Rebellious? The antithesis of the big family gatherings we were missing? Yes, yes, and oh, yes. We did something totally different to try and beat the "wish I were" blues (and it wasn't like we were "racking up" invites ...).
The food was yummy; the drinks were even better; and even without the "aaaws" and adoration of a room full of friends and relatives, Lucy felt like she was looking pretty special.
We went home with our bellies and our hearts feeling thankful and full.
Which is the way Thanksgiving has, is, and always will be.
Thank Goodness for Thanksgiving and all we have to be thankful for; even if it is from far, far away.
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