Past and present

The cognitive dissonance of Thanksgiving slays me every year. With a thin branch of my family tree being Native American, it's hard to get excited about a holiday rooted in invasion. But I have much to be thankful for, and today is as good a day as any to express that gratitude. It is good to be home with family.

For fun, we're using a page of "story starters" my sister-in-law found in AARP's magazine. You'll find a sampling of the questions below. And a lot more here.

I was named after ____ because _____

My parents told me I was a ______ baby

I remember my grandparents as being _________

I remember my parents as being _________

My chores growing up were _________

My favorite toy was _________

My best surprise ever was _________

I wanted to grow up to be _________

Something I was was still sold in stores is _________

The historical moment I remember best _________

A famous person who made the biggest impression was _________

My first music player was a _________ and I liked to listen _________

The first president I remember was _________

My favorite activities in school were _________

My first job was _________

My first car was _________ and it cost _________

My favorite musical group was / is _________

My first home away from my parents house was _________

My first crush was on _________

My first date was with _________ at _________

My first kiss was blank

I met my partner/mate/spouse/boyfriend/girlfriend when _________

My favorite wedding memory was _________

I typed all of these up and printed them so I could scissor them into individual piece of paper. We're drawing them out of a hat all day. It's amazing what goes on in peoples' lives and minds.

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Happy thanksgiving day

Nice shot of the turkey

Happy Thanksgiving (belatedly) to you and BlueNC readers
Martha Brock

Courtesy of my sister-in-law

Jane and I are embarking on a new adventure, with her twin sister living with us ... most likely until death do us part. Takes some getting used too. Fortunately, they are not identical, so it's easy to tell them apart.

:)

Their names are Jane and Judi.

Three J's.

Great list

I think my first (real) music player was one of those turntable-in-a-box thingies with the speakers built in, and my first album (for some strange reason) was the Raspberries:

Which goes a long way towards explaining the hairstyle I sported through most of my teen years...

Heading off to my mom's

I volunteered to do most of the cooking this year, which virtually guarantees I won't be asked to do this again for at least the next decade...