So we all celebrate Thanksgiving in our own particular ways. Mine? Well, it was rather interesting. I didn’t have turkey. I have turkey often. It’s cheaper than beef! So today I made a huge pot of pasta and with no one else around I asked Carlos (my knitting friend who’s been doing arms and legs for some of my orders) if he’d like to visit. He accepted. No shit! Company for Thanksgiving! Really! I never have company!
He said he had to work at 4, so he’d be here at 12. Damn! What do I have??? What do I have??? Well….we’re having pasta! Oh! Had some fresh pecans I’ve been lusting over for the past few days, some cut up swiss cheese and some crackers for appetizers. He brought a bag of Chex Mix (didn’t realize they were so addictive) and we nibbled the whole way through Thanksgiving. See my nuts? See my pecans? See Mario’s face off in the distance? Quite funny. It’s like an odd version of Where’s Waldo? (Look to the right of the crackers at the carpet….see her eyes???)
It was rather kind. It was a quiet Thanksgiving. We chit chatted simply, nibbled quietly, ate pasta, and had a great talk about celebrities we had met. God only knows how you get to those places when you converse. His stories just didn’t match the time I met Boy George and Anne Rice…..but that’s a different post, now isn’t it?
Then Carlos went of to work, I skyped with Butch and all was well…..right? Quiet Thanksgiving.
….until I decided to check my email.
Really? For real? I mean for really?
There were some amazing emails from people all over the globe kindly wishing me a happy Thanksgiving. Thankful for me and this little blog. Thankful for me??? I am the one that is so thankful. I wouldn’t be alive today if it weren’t for you. I really wouldn’t.
I was at first moved to an emotion you cannot catalog for anyone. It’s the sort that makes you laugh, smile and cry all at one time. To think that people were thankful that I, me, this scrawny man with a mad knitting hand were in their lives. How do you respond?
You say, “Thank you.”
Wow. Couldn’t help it. I was overjoyed. Had to dance. :) My playlist went from Skinny Puppy to Siouxsie to Soundgarden to Seal. (I really do like all sorts of music. The more unusual the better).
(wait….all those S’s. OH! I see how that happens now)!
Impromptu nuts and cheese, with pasta as a main course for a guest I randomly asked to come over, a lovely peek at emails that made me feel so incredibly special, and a dance about the apartment that shouldn’t make people wonder why I’m so thin….
Thank you all. ALL of you….for a wonderful, WONDERFUL, Thanksgiving. :)
oh! Dead or Alive is on my playlist now! Gotta dance!!!
Go ahead….Dance with me. You know you want to!
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