So, I’ve come up with the perfect antidote to my holiday blues.
I’m having Thanksgiving at my house this year.
Here’s a copy of what I sent out to some of my usual suspects:
“Okay, so J. was supposed to do this, but, I want to make sure you all get invites before someone else snatches you all away.
As you all should know by now, the traditional J&L Married-Name Thanksgiving (formerly the traditional J&L Not Married Thanksgiving) has made a break for freedom and is going to be at my house this year. I told J. to invite all the people he’d normally invite, but he’s still working out his issues with his guest list and the fact that I’m insisting that it’s really okay for him to invite his entire family. So, I’m not going to wait for him.
Y’all come to my house for Thanksgiving.
I’ll have turkey and maybe something more, so if you want anything else, bring it! Especially if there’s something that makes Thanksgiving happen for you, bring that. Also, if there’s someone, or even several someones, that make the holiday happen for you, bring them, whether they’re family or not. If you can think of anyone I missed on this list, too, that seems like fun, forward this on to them. If you can, please, give me a count at least a couple of days before so I can plan to have enough turkey and whatever so no one goes away hungry. Oh, and if you have folding chairs, bring them, too.
I’m warning you now, even though I’m cleaning, my house will be a wreck. I’m a total bachelor and it shows. The only woman that’s seen the inside of my house in six months or more is my dog, so you’ve been warned.
Hope you all can make it, even though I know you may have other plans, family, or some other lame excuse to blow me off.
P.S. So you can find the place, here’s a map”
Then, because I left part out, I sent this:
“Right, so, for those of you not attuned to my psychic abilities to broadcast thoughts, I thought I’d actually mention when to come for dinner this time. I was figuring on 2:30pm being ‘Turkey Time’, but don’t hesitate to come over early to escape your family, if you feel so moved. By the same token, I’m sure there will be plenty of food, so come by later than you think you should if you have obligations you can’t duck but still want to bask in the warm glow of knowing your house is cleaner than mine.”
And, yes, I am cleaning and yes, my house will still be a wreck, but at least it’ll be good enough that I won’t be too embarrassed to have people over. Besides, most of them know what my past couple of years have been like so they know why cleaning is pretty low on my priority list. And, frankly, anyone who doesn’t like it can hit the bricks!
I’m actually planning to do a turkey in the oven and a ham on the grill and, possibly, either some beer bread or sweet potato pie. My beer bread is always a hit and I have a recipe for sweet potato pie that uses canned sweet potatoes that I’ve been meaning to try. Who knows, maybe I’ll impress someone with my domestic skills. My ex-wife did always say that I’d make someone a wonderful wife one day. Maybe someone will show up, one way or another, who needs a little extra tender loving care, just like I did the year my ex-wife left. That’s really why I’m doing this. Because the holidays can be rough and someone helped me through the roughest of holiday seasons, so maybe now, I can return the favor.