I’ll take a break today from the normal postings to say a quick word about Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving has been a….complicated time for my whole adult life (as is every big family gathering, I suppose). So 4 years ago I decided that I would host a Thanksgiving meal for people who couldn’t go home to see family or who just didn’t want to. I called it Orphan Thanksgiving, but have since changed it to Potluck Thanksgiving because people started assuming I was inviting kids from orphanages over and was getting WAY more credit than was due. Anyways, at the Inaugural Potluck Thanksgiving, we crammed a bunch of people into my apartment and just had them bring the sides, while I (and my culinarily gifted friend, Trisha) roasted the turkey. The evening felt more like family than actual family. So it became a tradition, with a by-year last year. This year, the neighbors and I opened our courtyard to random friends to have the best Thanksgiving to date. I’m actually writing this post stuffed with T-Day leftovers. It’s truly a blessing to provide a pseudo-family to out of towners and medical staff, as well as being able to encourage the same giving spirit in others. So here’s to the 35 people, 2 dogs, 2 fried turkeys, 1 roasted turkey, 1 ham, 1 propane heater, 2 firepits, countless sides, unlimited yummy dessers, 1 more Aggie victory, and tons of great fellowship with good friends, family, and neighbors…aka the Glasgow Ghetto 2010 Thanksgiving Potluck Dinner!
Only 1 light stand was trashed and 1 strobe damaged in the windstorm that was Thanksgiving. Lesson learned: tie down/sandbag light stands when random giant gusts of wind come through.