The other day in our class discussed Thanksgiving. This year Thanksgiving causes mixed emotions for me. I cannot wait for it in because I love that my family all comes together. This year especially, I cannot wait to see my brother and two cousins will come home from college for the weekend. My older cousins who now live in New York and my other cousins from Georgia decided to stop by for a couple days as well. I look forward to sitting down with all of them and hearing about their new lives. I will enjoy all the time beforehand when we all talk and catch up, however, as the actual meal approaches my enthusiasm will weaken. I am not a huge fan of the actual food served, but we spend so much time sitting at the table talking that without noticing I will take plate after plate of food. By the time the meal finishes I will feel disgusting and disappointed in myself from the mass amounts of food I just consumed, most likely out eating my brother. I will not stop though, as always, when I turn my attention to the plethora of pies my grandma makes. I will once again eat more than I should and fall asleep, only to wake up and repeat this process numerous times. Overall, I look forward to seeing everyone but fear the outrageous amount of food I will devour which I do not even like that much.
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