Our holiday season tradition for some years has been this: Travel to see them on Thanksgiving, and invite family to visit us over Christmas.  My kitchen stays clean and tidy that way, and Santa doesn’t have to figure out where in the world we are.

We alternate sides of the family for Thanksgiving – this year, we will be dining with my dad’s side of the family at my aunt’s house. I keep offering to host dinner, and she keeps deferring, saying someday soon, they’ll all show up on my doorstep. This is also the reason she won’t let me bring any food to contribute to dinner.  “It is NOT a covered dish affair,” she wrote. (Guess I’ll bring wine.)

Another tradition we have is listening to “Alice’s Restaurant” as we drive to Pennsylvania. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, then you might be too young to be reading this blog. Here, let me help. Hop over to YouTube and view this video… all 18 minutes of it.  (Embedding was disabled.) But come back when you’re done! I’ll wait right here…


Wow, that was long, wasn’t it? That’s what our boys whine say as we inflict share the recording with them once they are safely buckled into the Suburban unable to escape and we are zooming up the highway. “Kids?” we say. “One day, you will remember this Special Family Tradition with fondness and nostalgia, and you, too, will be singing all the words while your own children roll their eyes and jam their fingers into their ears.”

Later in the weekend, we’ll catch up with Soup Husband Curt’s side of the family.  We always grab a freshly-cut Christmas tree from his aunt and uncle’s tree farm, and drag it across state lines, like so much contraband, and not just because they sold us a special Christmas tree stand that requires a perfectly straight hole to be drilled into the tree trunk, thereby ensuring our repeat business year after year. Nope, we like to support the family, and enjoy having a little piece of Pennsylvania to bedeck our home for the holidays.


My dear readers, please know that as I am giving thanks for a myriad of blessings this year, I am grateful for you! It amazes me that there are people out there in the world who actually take time to read the stuff that comes out of my brain and ends up on this blog. Seriously. Whether or not you leave comments, the fact that you choose to come here at all warms my heart and makes me want to hug every last one of you, even if you’re the type who dislikes that kind of invasion of your personal space.

Anyway. Happy Thanksgiving, Soup Readers!  See you next week.

7 thoughts on “Traditions

  1. CBW and Mojo – thanks, y’all. Be back atcha next week! Till then, I’ll be all jittery during my internet withdrawal, but never fear, I have plenty of red wine to get me through.

  2. Alice’s Restaurant is being played on our local classic rock station at 8AM, noon, and 6PM….classic stuff!!!!

    Have a wonderful Thanksgiving! See you when you return!

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