Thanksgiving has always been important to my parents and I. When Thanksgiving came around it was always just the 3 of us, plus whatever pets we happened to have at the time until about 5 years ago. So Thanksgiving was always pretty mundane, it was always enjoyable and I loved every minute of it, but it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary until the first year we lived in Florida.
I was in middle school at the time, and my parents had taken me out of school so we could go up to Massachusetts for a couple weeks. As we got back into town about 4 days prior to Thanksgiving, we got to the house and the power had evidently been out the entire 2 weeks. Now combine this with a rat problem we had at the time as well. All the food in the fridge had gone bad and was oozing out of the bottom of the fridge and a rat had gotten himself stuck in the goo. Also, the house stunk to high heavens because of the fridge not being on. To top it off, something was wrong with the pipe system and sewage was all over the back of the house, so we had to have all the carpets pulled up and had to have everything fixed.
Now considering this was the night before thanksgiving, what could we really do for a couple days? We managed to get someone out that night to at least take the fridge out, pull the carpet out and clean the floors as much as possible and had a little memorial for the little rat that had died when he got stuck (I was 12, I felt bad for him! so Shush!).
Thankfully we got a hotel a few blocks away from our home that night. Although we didn’t know what to do for dinner the next night, the turkey we had bought was sitting in the freezer of our friends restaurant and we had no way to cook it. Ultimately we ended up donating it to the salvation army the next morning and just going to Cracker Barrel for Thanksgiving Dinner.
Despite the fact that so much had gone “wrong,” for me it was one of the most memorable thanksgivings. We got to watch the parade and have an amazing dinner.