I’m about to go wash up a bunch of berries and peel a couple of pomegranates in preparation for tomorrow. I don’t have any big serving trays, though; it’s probably best to just cart everything \u2014 washed and cut \u2014 to the parents’ and then commandeer some of their many stray serving platters. <\/p>\n
I was thinking today about a memory I have of a Thanksgiving Day back when I was, gosh, I had to be 11 or 12 \u2014 right at that age when you’re still into pretending but you’re starting to grow out of it bit by bit and there’s a growing resentment at having to sit at the kids’ table. I remember the weather was not quite bitterly cold yet, but it was overcast and windy and quite chilly. I was wearing a sweater striped horizontally with yellow, blue, orange, and green, with matching red stretchpants and a red headband. And, more than likely, white Keds. (At least, that’s what I’m wearing in this memory; there’s no telling if that’s true. But the rest of the memory definitely is.)<\/p>\n
My cousin, brother and I spent the afternoon outside on my parents’ deck, pretending that it was a giant ship. I was the captain. The waters were choppy and I kept having to keep orders to my crew to keep us afloat. <\/p>\n
Inside, the women cooked and cleaned and the men sat in the den, flipping through channels and watching football. <\/p>\n
That’s one of the few Thanksgivings I can really<\/i> remember, a memory so bright and clear that it’s hard to believe it’s as old as it is. I’m not really sure why it has stuck with me the way it did.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I’m about to go wash up a bunch of berries and peel a couple of pomegranates in preparation for tomorrow. I don’t have any big serving trays, though; it’s probably best to just cart everything \u2014 washed and cut \u2014 to the parents’ and then commandeer some of their many stray serving platters. I was thinking today about a memory I have of a Thanksgiving Day back when I was, gosh, I had to be… <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[3,85],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1752","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-memories","category-the-family"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s1jWWl-prep","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1752","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1752"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1752\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1752"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1752"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1752"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}