Really was looking forward to today. It was my favorite food. Thanksgiving food is my favorite food. And my favorite part of it is the giblet gravy. My mom didn't ask us what our plans were, for the last decade we've had a full family dinner. My husband and I, my sister and husband, and her kids, my parents. When we were younger it'd be cousins all 8 of them. Sometimes friends.
Yesterday, Mom invited us to lunch. Today at Cracker Barrel. With my bigot grandmother. Nah.
In two weeks I'm 35 years old. Then two weeks after that is Christmas. The holidays are losing so much sentiment to me. They are a chore, wearing a mask that no longer serves me. Anyway.
She got shitty food from Cracker Barrel for dinner. And the gravy isn't giblet gravy or even turkey gravy. I'm... devastated. Cancel everything. I'm gonna cry until next year.
