Giving Thanks and Family.

I flew my little butt to Detroit on Wednesday to celebrate Thanksgiving with the Birkhold family. Cousin Matt flew in from New York, cousin Alex from Boston, cousins Stephanie and Tim from Chicago and sister Erica from East Lansing — she didn’t fly.

Alex picked me up from the airport and we headed straight to the thriving metropolis of Grosse Pointe to rekindle high school memories and chug $6 pitchers of Coors Light in the traditional Thanksgiving eve ritual. 5:00 AM in the morning later, we decide to call it a night after solving the objective vs. subjective problems of the world.

The feast followed the next day and Aunts and Uncles infiltrated. Even though all of us of Generation Three are well into adulthood, we were still designated to the kids table, complete with booster seats. We ate, we played dress up in the basement where the 80s went to die, we played marathon games of the classic Milton Bradley Guess Who, we watched the Lions lose, we passed unfair judgments on the neighbors, discussed our double-letter theory and eventually put on a SHOW in the kitchen with the ritual cleanup. No slugging wine out of bottles this year, however.

All in all, great Thanksgiving and so far good times from the great state of Michigan.

Stay tuned.

xoxo