Aussie Thanksgiving

27 Nov

I love Thanksgiving.  The warming food, family, unlimited bread rolls, pumpkin pie, and of course, a day off school or work.  I haven’t actually done Thanksgiving since last time Aaron and I were visiting my parents at the right time, however long ago that was (a long time!).  Mostly because I couldn’t be bothered cooking such a feast for just Aaron and me.  Now we live with Grandma, and The Jess and Jim live close by.

This year, I thought I’d go the whole 9 yards.  Ok, 8 yards.  Turkeys are expensive here, and I’m cheap.  Plus, cooking a bird for an entire day seems like far too much effort when the end result doesn’t taste nearly as good as a chicken that I could roast in a mere two hours.

Unfortunately, canned pumpkin doesn’t actually exist in this country, so I had to make the effort to buy, chop, boil, and mash my own.  Did I mention that I’ve never made a Thanksgiving dinner before?  Luckily the trusty internet was on hand to give me traditional recipes.

Just my luck, it was 32 degrees celsius (98 farenheit) here on Thanksgiving day.  I pressed on and cooked up a storm anyway.  My feast turned out rather delicious, but on such a hot day, I probably would have preferred to eat a cold sandwich and salad, but what the heck, it was Thanksgiving.  And you know what?  I’ll probably do it all again next year.  After all, I am American.

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Now if only I could find my Christmas decorations, I’d put up our Christmas tree.  It’s my family’s tradition to put the tree up the weekend after Thanksgiving.  I’ve searched the linen press, the bedrooms, the shed, the garage, under the bed, the living room, EVERYWHERE, and they are nowhere to be seen.  Doesn’t seem like such a big deal, but my Christmas ornaments are not your average ornaments.  I have been collecting my ornaments since I was a little kid.  There are no plain baubles in my collection.  All of my pieces are unique, and often something I’m interested in.  I.E. there is a camera ornament, lots of horses, cats, dogs, etc.  The stocking that my Mom made for me in infancy is in that box.  The stocking I hand sewed for Aaron is in that box.  Hannah’s baby’s first Christmas ornament, and our first Christmas together ornaments are in there.  Losing that box would be like losing a part of me.

So, I’m devastated at the moment, but hopeful that it is somewhere safe.  Somewhere that I just can’t remember at the moment.  I never would have thrown it out.  I’m just worried that we forgot it in that odd little cupboard above the stairs going into the laundry room at our last place.  The Christmas stuff is all we kept there.  I found the tree though, so I would think that we got the ornaments too.  *Sigh* my fingers are crossed.

3 Responses to “Aussie Thanksgiving”

  1. Daddy John November 28, 2010 at 7:33 am #

    Sheri,
    Oh poor Sheri, you can always go back to your old place, knock on the door and ask the new occupants to please look in that nook for the box. That’s what I would do.

    DAD

    • Sheri November 28, 2010 at 8:28 pm #

      I sent an email to the owner, still waiting to hear back….

  2. YAYA Trish November 30, 2010 at 12:00 pm #

    Oh! Sheri, I know how you feel. I felt totally gutted when I misplaced Aaron’s baby and toddler scrapbook album….I was devastated at the thought of loosing the moemories and history. But, don’t fear!…it was found. I’m praying it’s safe and you’ll find it in time forthis Christmas. I was only thinking yesterday that I’d ask you if you wanted me to courier the new tree and decorations I bought last year to Kingswood. I’m glad you found your tree. I realise it’s the decorations that hold all the memories. Trust and believe that because they are so precious they’ll just have to turn up!

    That pumpkin pie looked sooo yummy! I love you pumpkin pies.

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