So now my favorite holiday has come to pass, Thanksgiving, the great celebration of food. There are of course the traditional courses according to American culture: turkey, corn, potatoes. I made a modest green bean casserole myself. This was not my most adventuresome nor best dish by any means, though I do like keeping up with local customs. I am also proud to say that I helped greatly with the turkey.
Madison had another fight with Nick, much to my delight, so it was not difficult to convince her to spend Thanksgiving with me at Charles and Alice’s house. I went over early to help prepare the turkey and stuffing, which we did in the traditional manner, that is actually stuffing the bird. Often, stuffing is prepared and baked in a casserole dish, but I prefer this traditional way better. Then, of course was the aforementioned green bean casserole.
The one part of the feast that did not go according to plan was April. This was to be our first Thanksgiving as a couple, so my assumption was that we would be together. In fact, that was her assumption as well. However, I clearly planned something incorrectly because she wanted to spend Thanksgiving Day with her family, and I had already committed to helping Charles. I was perfectly willing to do both, but April did not take too much of a liking to this idea. She did end up spending the day with her parents and sister, and I went from Charles and Alice’s to April’s later in the day, which I thought to be acceptable. Still, April was not pleased with this decision.
I do not know what she expected to do. If I had known that we were supposed to spend all day with her family, I would have planned otherwise, but I had already made a commitment to my neighbors. I could not very well back out on them. My sister said I was being stupid, but she did not expand to much on that statement. She was being quiet again, presumably because of Nick, and I got the impression she did not mind staying too close to home. I also got the impression that Madison was somehow upset with April as well, but I cannot say why. April still is her teacher, so perhaps that has something to do with it.
At least she ate well. Last time she quarreled with Nick, she barely ate for days.
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