Never the Same Thanksgiving

For all the years that I've been alive thanksgiving has always gone in different patterns in terms of where we go who we're with. Growing up we would always spend our thanksgivings in Raleigh, North Carolina with my aunt my moms nieces and nephews. This all stopped when I was about eight because my aunt had a stroke.

We then went to Oklahoma to visit my moms parents and brother for a few years. These were the best times because my uncles wife makes the best mac and cheese and as a kid I was obsessed.

The next four or five years were spent with my dads family in kentucky at our house. This was always fun, but my cousin is kind of crazy so it was always a little weird to be with him the whole day, but I always made it.

The last few years of thanksgiving have been quite chaotic to say the least my freshman year I was at school in Florida and my parents came down to visit me for thanksgiving. This was weird because we didn't even have a thanksgiving spread we just went and had lunch on the beach. The only part of thanksgiving that was present was I was so thankful to see my whole family that I hadn't seen since they dropped me off in August. Although I was thankful, don't get me started on the holiday season in Florida. It's Awful. Hearing christmas music when its seventy degrees is messed up and seeing palm trees instead of normal trees is strange. The whole vibe of the holidays in the tropics is not for me. My sophomore year I came home from school and we went to Lexington Country club this was pretty good however that saturday I got food poisoning which kind of ruined that holiday. Finally this year we went to

lexington country club again which was delicious. We went there because our house is getting redone and we don't have a dining room or kitchen.

As you probably can already tell thanksgiving is not my favorite holiday. Mainly because growing up I hated the food, and what people like about thanksgiving is eating and then eating the left overs til sunday. Well I was the kid who didn't like the food the first time around so then I starved the next three days losing five pounds instead of gaining it. However as I've become a less picky eater it has gotten better for me but I still don't enjoy it that much. Due to my lacking of a crazy aunt or some awesome relative, I don't have one of those. For me every year on thanksgiving I eat go watch football on my couch in the basement or someones couch and fall asleep to it. That's my favorite memory.