Every year, for many years, our Thanksgiving morning looks the same. Mama is up first making cinnamon rolls and coffee. I then turn on the parade and one by one the sleepy house awakes. Sitting in bathrobes and slippers we enjoy the sweet pastries and dark coffee and enjoy the floats, wave at the balloons on the screen, and anticipate the feast now wafting through the house.
I always make the same meal served just after noon. A traditional Thanksgiving feast with the mashed potatoes, gravy, sweet potatoes and marshmallows, stuffing, green bean casserole, rolls, cranberry sauce, and Tofurky. We eat at noon and then head to a Christmas movie to start off our season. An apple pie, pumpkin pie and eggnog greet us when we arrive back home after the film.
That night we go to the shop and decorate it so that Friday morning we open with bright and shiny window displays, an enchanted store filled with great sales. The next day the tree comes up, the children put their ornaments on, and we create a winter wonderland throughout the house.
Traditions ground us. They give us comfort and something to be excited for, something to count on. But life changes, sometimes drastically, and part of life is going with the flow, making changes when necessary or deemed proper, and perhaps new traditions will unfold even more fun than the prior.
This year Andrew will be going to his girlfriend, Megan’s house for Thanksgiving dinner, Emily to Bret’s mom’s, and Shyanne, newly broken up, doesn’t know where she is going. So, for us, I needed to accommodate rather than demand that they all be at my house. So, I am doing Thanksgiving breakfast. Then we can all go our own ways, Doug and I attending the movie by ourselves this year. No shop to decorate. The trees will go up before Thanksgiving and while I have everyone in the house at the same time Thanksgiving morning I will have them put their decorations on the tree. Doug and I will decorate the house ourselves the rest of the weekend. We were invited to go to Bret’s mom’s house for Thanksgiving dinner. New traditions will unfold this year, hopefully bringing blessings and good memories.
Now, question to all of you out there. I need a fool proof, easy, delicious, breakfast casserole to make Thanksgiving morning. Somehow, I have none in my artillery. So, kindly sound off and share your Thanksgiving traditions as well as your favorite breakfast casserole.
Thankfully yours, Katie