The whole week preceding Thanksgiving, I checked, double checked, and triple checked the weather forecast on my iPhone. The whole week it told me it would rain. I'll admit initially I was a bit disappointed because I seem to associate Thanksgiving with a warm 5 o'clock sunset that lights up the house with an autumn glow. But as turkey day approached, I became content with the belief it would rain on one of my favorite days of the year.
Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love the rain. But there are certain moments that I look forward to and visualize in a certain way, to the point where I'd think even the slightest disruption would ruin it.
I don't think I'm the only person who thinks this way. I am sure others have their own perfect moments too. Perhaps it's relaxing after a long day at work, settling back home after being away a while, embracing someone you love, taking a bite out of something delicious, or relieving yourself on the toilet. We've all got one. Here were just a few of mine:
-Chopped stuff for stuffing. (Or dressing, if you're picky about the name)
-Pretty potatoes.
-Peekin' in the oven. Like a creeper. Lookin' good.
After working in the kitchen all day, a few hundred hugs, and a forkful from this plate, I'm pretty sure there was nothing that could ruin my bliss. Not even the rain.
For me, Thanksgiving is more like a day filled with perfect moments. Good food, good company, and good food babies.