Whenever it is Thanksgiving, and it so happens that it is today, I think of a feast that was depicted in a book I read when I was little.
It seems uncommon to find a child that gets so depressed about things, especially things that most people get joy from. I don't know about you reader, but I can relate to Charlie Brown and his particular brand of depression.
I wish I could just hibernate from November 1st to January 1st.
In the story Peppermint Patty invites herself and a few others to Charlie Brown's for a Thanksgiving dinner. The problem is that he is going to his Grandma's and he has to put on a feast before heading to his real dinner.
One day I plan on having a Thanksgiving that looks just like this.
and we will serve toast, pretzel sticks, popcorn, jellybeans, and sundaes.
Everyone is pissed off but then they all get invited to Grandma's for some real food.
I would be pretty excited to be served ice cream for Thanksgiving. I hope you all have a lovely day!