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This is in no way what my Thanksgiving meal is going to look like. In fact, I've never, ever in my life had a Thanksgiving meal like this one where the food was served on real China and everyone probably goes around the table reciting why they're thankful.

When I was growing up - and when my Grandma was still alive and my Auntie lived nearby my parents - we'd go over to my Auntie's house. Her dinner table would groan under the weight off all the food placed on it. There was the traditional Turkey, stuffing, yams, mashed potatoes and gravy. But my Grandma and Aunties would also make Filipino food such as pancit, lumpia and dinaguan (or "chocolate meat" which is actually pork blood stew). And there were other random dishes too like lasagna and leche flan.

My auntie lives far now and my parents don't want to make the drive so I celebrate at my parent's house and my mom serves all my favorites: ham, stuffing, potato salad and corn. I do eat turkey but I prefer ham. Also, I like to think I'm sparing a turkey for one day, however that pig's got another thing coming for him. After eating plates-full of food, I make room for pumpkin pie and settle in for the post-food coma to kick in. Ahhhhh.

Tomorrow, what are you reflecting on and giving thanks for??

Obviously I'm thankful for food. I love eating. Oh, and I'm happy that I have an eating partner who also gets busy and likes eating ethnic with me. He sometimes buys too, which helps when you're unemployed (read: broke).

I'm thankful that I have an awesome roommate who doesn't hate my guts because I do dumb shit like get so drunk that I rip into her unopened box of croutons which she's been saving for the right moment to indulge in. (I did buy a new box to replace the one I opened - I'm not a bitch when sober.)

I'm thankful for my friends that put up with my crazy meltdowns and still continue to cheer me on.

Beaches el gato who follows me around the house like a puppy. I don't care if he follows me just because he wants me to pet him and feed him. He purrs for me and meows when I call his name. That's sweet.

Thankful for the health and happiness of my family and friends. Everyone is doing OK.

Oh and even though not making any money sucks, I'm extremely thankful that I no longer have to go to a job where they hated me so much, that it made me hate myself and devalued my self-worth.

Hmmm, this post makes me feel good....Lately, I've been feeling so tragic over minor issues that I can't change. Brushing my shoulders off right now because feeling pitiful is ugly and boring.