What a difference a year makes, eh? This year, D was home. This year, we had plans. This year, we were happy in our home and were content to watch the parade, be lazy and work in the kitchen to make dinner. We made new traditions; like spatchcocking the turkey, and kept old ones, like the pineapple jello and green bean casserole, and we ate, and laughed and enjoyed until we passed out.
Thanksgiving is more than just a day, it's 4 days of entertainment, decorating and family time. D came home on Tuesday night, so it was even longer! Even Lucy-fer was in doggie heaven. Christmas movies were watched, WICKED: FOR GOOD was attended and stores were visited. Visits by the crush and then later silly texts. It was an all around good time. And not at any time, did my ex infiltrate my thoughts....until Sunday night.
Sunday night, we were all loaded into the car, D driving and as we rounded the corner from the underground garage, I spotted an all too familiar figure...and he spotted the car and with his grumpy WHO FARTED face, he locked eyes with me through the window. I started laughing and D was like, "Mom! Was that....?"
"Yup."
"Can I stick my hand out the window and flip him off?"
I shook my head, "No. Just let it go."
But I giggled continuously for a good half hour afterwards. It is nice to know he still has that constipated, grumpy, pissed off look with out me in his life. Meanwhile, we went about our trip back to D's school laughing and talking and having a grand old time. Even dinner at Sonic was an adventure. The only drawback was that we had to leave D at her dorm while we drove back. Lucy-fer was so mad that we left D behind that she ignored me the rest of the night.
10 days and she's right back with us, so I only have a precious few days to wrap secret gifts before she gets home.
As I laid in bed last night, the image of him turning to look at us as we drove by and the look on his face as he locked eyes with me, was just enough for me to fall asleep with a big ol' smile on my face.
Happy Thanksgiving.

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