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Actually it was a pretty peaceful Thanksgiving.
The only troubles occurred early today. I am partially disabled and a widower and live with a 44 year old daughter and her family. This morning her husband was sleeping in late as something went on at his job where he ended up working an extra shift, and worked until 5am this morning.
Daughter was busy as heck getting things ready for the big meal and her 2 kids, teens, still remaining at home were being uncooperative about helping by doing some light house cleaning. And it was light house cleaning. So grandpa decided he'd had enough of lazy teens. And put in his two cents worth. I will admit I was not real pleasant about it.
But the chores got done promptly and nobody died. So, no harm, no fowl. Which was good because shortly after their older sister arrived to check to see if her mom needed help. And if she'd seen her younger sibs sitting on their asses ... she can be much worse than I am.
Otherwise just a little drama over the fact than one of our guests today was a teen boy that my 17 year old granddaughter does not like. One of those silly teen things. In the past she tried to interest him, and instead he ended up dating her best friend. She's been pissy about that since. So she made a big thing of how she'd not talk to him or be civil while he was in our home. And went into a rant about how she could not even stand seeing his face. How DARE her mother invite him!
Well, he is one of the 2 sons of a family friend. A guy whose wife ran off with another man and left the boys with him. He's been doing his best the past year, trying to be a good parent while also needing to work. Can cook, if it's simple. Daughter and SIL invited him and the boys to our home for Thanksgiving. He's a good guy. His sons are decent boys. I've seen them at their worst and at their best. Their good far outweighs the other.
So, shortly before they arrived my daughter, having had enough of her daughter bad mouthing the one, took her off to a private room. Now, I don't know what was said in there, but it was obviously a one way conversation, and a loud one.
Knowing daughter, granddaughter got reminded that it was not her house, that she wa acting like a child, and the big hammer ... granddaughter was probably reminded that civil behavior was a requirement and that her having a car and driving was a privilege ... not a right. LOL ... that reminder works on her every time. That gal loves her car and being able to drive places and see friends. We live rural. So walking to see her friends would take a while.
Anyway, she did get her mess together by the time everyone arrived. And actually was quite pleasant during the event.
So, it was a good Thanksgiving. 15 people all together. And after there was a group playing Monopoly, another group on the X-Box. And us adults chatting for a couple hours and playing with my 2 year old great grandson.
Our 4 German shepherds did get a very special Thanksgiving meal themselves. I even remember to give my pet turtle, Freddie, a nice crisp piece of apple and part of a banana. The SOB is up to the size of a small dinner plate these days. Maybe 7 - 7 1/2 inches at the shell. A red eared slider.
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Many of the most memorable Thanksgiving arguments seem to be about trivial things like dryness of the turkey, the proper way to make mashed potatoes, and who gets the last dinner roll. But the data suggests there's often a much bigger issue lurking just beneath the surface.
According to a Axios poll, politics remains the number one cause of holiday tension. They found that a large number of people actively dread the political conversations that are bound to come up, with many families instituting a "no politics at the table" rule that has about a 50/50 chance of actually working. So, while the fight might have started over the gravy, it was probably never really about the gravy.
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Nobody saw it.
Nobody ate any.
The dog denied any knowledge.
Accusations of thievery, incompetence, senility, treachery, gluttony and perfidy were flung.
A thorough search was conducted, every warehouse, farmhouse, henhouse, outhouse and doghouse in that area.
Emotions are raw.
Glances are suspicious.
Accusations are cast broadly .
The pie remains missing. No clear suspects.
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For those who don't just endure the Thanksgiving argument but actively relish it, the satirical minds at Slate created the ultimate guide on how to not only start a fight but to walk away feeling smug and superior. Their tongue-in-cheek advice is a masterclass in holiday chaos.
Step one: choose your target wisely, preferably a relative who is easily provoked. Step two: come prepared with a few well-rehearsed, condescending phrases. The final, crucial step is to know your exit strategy. Deliver your devastating final point and then immediately announce you have to leave, giving them no chance to respond. It's a deeply unserious guide for a very serious family tradition.
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Little brother also tried to get in the middle of putting on holiday sweaters, and tried to pull it off of older sister while it was being put on. Which was another scuffle.
Also, these are both dogs. Bonus of having Thanksgiving alone, the only drama is dog drama.
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Her sister-in-law mentioned that her mom was hospitalized (in 2023) for COVID. Went on to say how her mom's been on oxygen and fatigued since then.
Quieted things right down.
For the generations who would rather avoid the fight altogether, a new and cherished tradition has emerged: the "cousin walk." This is the thinly veiled excuse for the younger members of the family to get out of the house, decompress, and, in many cases, partake in a little recreational “gardening” to make the impending dinner table arguments a bit more bearable.
It’s the modern evolution of "going outside for some fresh air," a sacred ritual that allows for a moment of solidarity and sanity before heading back into the fray. This trend has become so popular, it's now a recognized part of the Thanksgiving cultural landscape, and the Wednesday before Thanksgiving is the dispensary’s version of Black Friday.
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The family fight is just one part of a much larger, weirder Thanksgiving tapestry. A survey by Innerbody Research on holiday traditions dug up some hilarious statistics that prove every family is a little bit strange. One similarity they found is that a surprising number of people have had an uninvited guest show up for dinner.
Another laughable one is that the most common "secret ingredient" in a family recipe is, somewhat anticlimactically, just a whole lot of butter. The survey also settled the great debate over the most hated Thanksgiving side dish, with the award for "most likely to be left on the plate" going to the classic, wobbly, canned cranberry sauce.
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The icing on the cake was a few minutes later when she came up and said “now that you’re done yelling at me, let’s go into the kitchen” like I was the problem. 😡. I flat out told her what she did was rude and I was pissed off for the first 45 minutes of us getting together.
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So, for Thanksgiving I was doing the planning and grocery shopping and did not buy any rosemary. I was so happy as I was going to have mashed potatoes my way for Turkey day. Well, he got sent to the grocery store for something that was forgotten and the bought some rosemary and put them in the mashed potatoes unbeknownst to me. Nooooooooo! My plans! Foiled! Mashed potatoes ruined!
That’s when my secret loathing of his mashed potatoes was revealed and, well, he was highly offended that I had pretended to like his rosemary mashed potatoes. Thus, the mashed potato war of 2025 began. I didn’t eat the offensive potatoes and he had a heaping helping. We’re both currently too stuffed to continue the battle but we might go for round two when it’s time for leftovers.
At the end of the day, after the last piece of pie has been eaten and the final, devastating political opinion has been shared, the Thanksgiving argument is a weird and wonderful part of the holiday chaos. It is a tradition that we simply can’t let go of.
It's a sign that you have a family who feels comfortable enough around each other to be their truest, most unfiltered, and occasionally most infuriating selves. So be thankful for the drama, be thankful for the weirdness, and most of all, be thankful for the sweet, sweet silence when they all finally go home.
Do you have more wild Thanksgiving arguments to share, or are you the one who stirs the pot? Share all the juicy details in the comments!
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But, one nurse told us something relevant to the question: tonight is dead here, but tomorrow will be a madhouse. Part of the reason is all the fights at dinners tonight 😂.
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We discussed biological taxonomy for about 15 minutes.