Thanksgiving

LOL No, not at all. In fact I have a very similar problem.

After the kids left home and we didn't have to worry about buying presents and all that, we started a little tradition of going Casino-hopping on Christmas day. We'd get up, eat breakfast, make some coffee, then go to the first Casino about 30 miles away. We'd limit ourselves to 20 bucks at each Casino. One of us would lose some, one of us would win some, then we went to the next Casino. They were like 10-20 miles apart. A great drive along the Gulf Coast (we'd drive by Jefferson Davis House {a Museum} and I'd say "We need to visit that place". And my wife would say "Yeah". But ... we never did) right there where the water meets the sand. We would probably hit about 10 Casinos in all. She liked the slot machines, I liked Roulette and Craps. It was a pleasant drive and we always knew the NEXT Casino is where we were going to hit it big. Our first Outing it was really cold with a slight freezing rain that looked like snow. It was surreal standing in front of a Casino, gazing at the Gulf and thinking "Is it fucking snowing?". On the way home, I asked my wife about what she thought about going to the Casinos on Christmas ... she said "This is the best".

So, even after she died, I still kept going to the Casinos on Christmas. Now ... maybe Thanksgiving too? :)
 
Thanksgiving massacre? Amurikkka!

https://www.manataka.org/page269.html

It happened just before dawn on May 26, 1637 in Mystic, Connecticut: English colonists, for the first time, unleashed total war designed to obliterate an entire Indian tribe in the New World. Hundreds of men, women and children of the Pequot tribe were burned to death on a day that changed forever the relationship between those who had recently arrived and those who had lived here for countless generations.

https://worldhistoryproject.org/1637/5/26/the-mystic-massacre
 
Well talk about how big of a deer we killed (or didn’t kill) this season, what kind of gun we’d like to buy for our kids or how much ammo we’d like for Christmas...football...normal family stuff.
 
Yea me too and I would probably be in that role too but just wasn’t lucky enough to be blessed with kids.

My family is big and everyone lives fairly close to each other, except for 1 daughter and her family that lives in California and another daughter and her family that lives in Missouri.
 
After the kids left home and we didn't have to worry about buying presents and all that, we started a little tradition of going Casino-hopping on Christmas day. We'd get up, eat breakfast, make some coffee, then go to the first Casino about 30 miles away. We'd limit ourselves to 20 bucks at each Casino. One of us would lose some, one of us would win some, then we went to the next Casino. They were like 10-20 miles apart. A great drive along the Gulf Coast (we'd drive by Jefferson Davis House {a Museum} and I'd say "We need to visit that place". And my wife would say "Yeah". But ... we never did) right there where the water meets the sand. We would probably hit about 10 Casinos in all. She liked the slot machines, I liked Roulette and Craps. It was a pleasant drive and we always knew the NEXT Casino is where we were going to hit it big. Our first Outing it was really cold with a slight freezing rain that looked like snow. It was surreal standing in front of a Casino, gazing at the Gulf and thinking "Is it fucking snowing?". On the way home, I asked my wife about what she thought about going to the Casinos on Christmas ... she said "This is the best".

So, even after she died, I still kept going to the Casinos on Christmas. Now ... maybe Thanksgiving too? :)

I know we disagree on many things; but I'm sorry your wife died, no matter how long ago it was.
I'm not sure how I'm going to take, when my wife finally leaves this earthly plane. :(
 
i used to like christmas but im starting to dislike it the older I get. mostly because no one is ever surprised by gifts anymore.. (why take chances?) so everyone basically know what they are getting, and it seems easier if everyone just bought themselves gifts and opened their self bought gifts together.

Or skipped the pressurized gift-giving altogether. Do a second Thanksgiving. Buying cheap shit stuff at Walmart that someone probably didn't need or want in the first place. And going into debt for it for months. The pressure of having to be here or there. Christmas parties with people you didn't like to be around during the work week. All the commercial bullshit. Not to mention the unending awful, repetitive music

Give me a Thanksgiving where I can cook for my family and the only pressure is who will do the dishes the next day.
 
I know we disagree on many things; but I'm sorry your wife died, no matter how long ago it was.
I'm not sure how I'm going to take, when my wife finally leaves this earthly plane. :(

Thanks. It was over 5 years ago. None of us last forever. Usually it's the guys that check out first, women normally outlast us guys. :)

All I can tell you is that you better tell her how much you love her, appreciate her, just like being around her, and how beautiful she is ... before it's too late. That's MY biggest regret.
 
Thanks. It was over 5 years ago. None of us last forever. Usually it's the guys that check out first, women normally outlast us guys. :)

All I can tell you is that you better tell her how much you love her, appreciate her, just like being around her, and how beautiful she is ... before it's too late. That's MY biggest regret.

My wife is my rock and my anchor and I let her know it, all the time.
She's 5 1/2 years older then me and I would rather her go first, then for me to leave her alone.
 
My wife is my rock and my anchor and I let her know it, all the time.
She's 5 1/2 years older then me and I would rather her go first, then for me to leave her alone.

There should be some kind of Rule where you both go together. :|

Probably the best you can hope for is it's quick and painless.

I had an Uncle that his wife became bed bound. She was in constant pain and took these heavy narcotics that made her almost comatose. He took care of her for years. After X amount of years, he began taking Prozac, he was just so depressed. When she finally died, he said it was a relief. I can't imagine what he went through all those years.
 
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