Family Thanksgiving Dinner

Chapter I: Elegant Elephant

            I stood outside my grandma’s house and sighed.  Thanksgiving at grandma’s was definitely not going to the same this year.  This was something I had been dreading since I received the invitation from my mom last month.  I tried desperately to come up with an excuse but it was made clear no excuse was acceptable.  Thanksgiving at grandma’s was mandatory this year.  While coercion is not usually an acceptable invitation, I decided I would go to the house one last time, suffer through the dinner, and pick up what was mine.

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A woman named Marilyn

There is a place south of town that locals call Camel Rock.  It is a nice Sunday drive meaning it is close enough for a convenient drive but still out of town.  I have never actually been to the actual rock but I have driven by it on those drives when I need a little break.  When I do, I am reminded of a particular drive many years ago I went on with mom.

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Pink Fan

I am a Pink fan.  Not the color, the singer but my keyboard can’t stylize her name the way that she does.  It’s been many years since I declared that she was one of the best lyricists of this generation.  I’m talking, many years, even before some of her best work to date.  Even though we have nothing in common, there are many lyrics of hers that I feel connected to.  

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Cori’s Cuts II

I keep a running “thought board” in my Notes app. Some make it onto the same list, others get a whole new note started. Thoughts that I feel are deeply profound that I can somehow turn into a blog or poem later. Trouble is, I don’t always get back to them. The other trouble is they are not usually quite as deep or profound when I return to them. Some of them do not make any sense at all but in the moment they sure must have.

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