For me. It's not that exciting or great. Other than the food. The only thing I've done as a tradition for over 25 years now is watch The Twilight Zone. It started when I first moved to New York. My brother went somewhere, forget where. But it was also the start of him being an even bigger asshole. Had just moved there a short time before, didn't really know anyone yet. So I picked up some breakfast, came back to the apartment, turned on the TV. I think it was the SciFi channel. It was playing a Twilight Zone marathon. So spent the day watching it, putzing around online, working on a Star Trek model. The next year was invited to Thanksgiving dinner by a co-worker. Watched part of the marathon before leaving for dinner, them in watched more when I got back. The same thing for the next several years until I moved to Georgia. Kept it up here. At one point the SciFi channel dropped the marathon, but could stream it by then. This year doing Thanksgiving at my mom's house here in Georgia. She moved here in 2019. First time having Thanksgiving at her house, we usually would have our at mine or my sister's. Was getting worried because she's not very tech savvy and doesn't care for having the services that carry The Twilight Zone. I had set up a Firestick on her TV. So I logged in on my account, as soon as the dog show is over I'll start watch The Twilight Zone. Almost broke a 25 plus year tradition.
Oh, yeah. It's also the 16 anniversary of me running my girlfriend's sister over on Thanksgiving. Even though she lived, no one was very thankful about it. I had more turkey. The sister's ex got mad at me, well madder. Then even more so when I made a to go sandwich. Then his trailer burned down in 2011 during the Bastrop fires. He was still mad about the turkey sandwich. He should have taken an lesson from Gordon Malloy.
I made turkey chili and cornbread for myself and my dad. The family was too sick this year. Lots of flu and COVID going around.
Long story short. The ex and her sister were drinking a bit too much. The sister got mad that her daughter was giving too much attention to the her aunt (the ex). They were arguing over that and other stuff. When we left a bit later they were still arguing. I was driving, drove the ex's car back to the sisters apartment. They were still arguing. The sister wanted to drive, told her she wasn't since she was still drunk. She insisted, got angry over it, said if I didn't let her drive she was going to jump out. Started to tell her that was a bad idea. She jumped before we knew it. She was in the rear passenger seat. The car was on a curve that turned to the right. Centrifugal force, wind pressure on the door pushed her under the car. The car went bumpety-bump over her right knee and left ankle. Turned around, she was yelling, the ex was crying, I was annoyed and amused. The sister and her ex blamed me. I said it wasn't my fault she didn't tuck and roll. That did not help. The daughter and niece told me "It's ok, it's not your fault. Mommy always does things like that when she's drinking". The sister's ex got angry, well more like livid when I made a turkey sandwich. Dude decided to forget that I had paid for and picked up the Thanksgiving dinner at a grocery store that was selling complete and cooked Thanksgiving dinners.
