Wednesday, November 21, 2007

A Corona Thanksgiving

Yes, I'm completely thankful for my husband and my boyz (among many other things. I could go on and on. Truly.) this holiday season.

But my favorite Thanksgiving occurred before I had either of the two mentioned above. It was 9 years ago. 1998.

Hubby and I were engaged. I was renting a condo with a roommate in Charlotte, NC and future-Hubby had gotten transferred that summer with his job, so was living in Charleston, SC (palm trees! beach!). We were 3 hours apart and were doing the long distance commute every weekend. Mostly I was the one driving down to him on Fridays after work because did I mention the beach?! AND he had a washer and dryer (which I did not), so my dirty laundry accompanied me those weekends.

That particular long Thanksgiving weekend in 1998, my friend C. (who had set Hubby and I up on our very first date) and I (and our laundry bags) road-tripped to Charleston.

C. always made fun of my "granny-driving" in my little Toyota Corolla. I remember on that road-trip, I had a brain fart and couldn't find my high beams. I instead turned on my windshield wipers, and then couldn't figure out how to turn them off. And now? I drive a Yukon XL Denali. Yep, I'm THAT driver. Scary.

Anyway, it was just the 3 of us for a Thanksgiving meal. We went all out. Hubby cooked a big turkey, I made my mom's special stuffing, C. made sweet potatoes with marshmallows and we ATE and ATE and ATE. Oh, and did I mention that we also DRANK and DRANK and DRANK?
(By the end of that long weekend, there were empty Corona cases covering an entire wall of the apartment!)

On Black Friday, I shopped (of course!). Alone. Hubby and C. played golf. Then Saturday, C. and I froze our butts off on the windy beach. Just because we could.

I look back now on those pre-children days, especially that particular weekend, with much wistfulness and fondness. I was young, with a career, living on my own, surrounded by good friends and a loving soon-to-be Hubby. I'm so thankful that I had that time in my life.

11 comments:

Angry Julie said...

That sounds awesome!

I'm also thankful for moments like that!

Thanks for sharing!

Amanda said...

Just think of how oblivious you'd be to the preciousness of that time if you'd never had your boys.

Happy Thanksgiving, knock back a Corona for me, k mama?

pinks & blues girls said...

What a sweet memory. I always get nostalgic around the holidays, too!

Jane, Pinks & Blues

Buford Betty said...

What a fun story!

hqm said...

AMEN!!!

Patois said...

Sweet. Although I'm sure the need for Corona has been greater has the kids have arrived. (I, at least, find it to be so.)

Alex Elliot said...

That's a great story!

Deb said...

Ohhh... the freedom lost. But oh-so-much gained.

That wall of Corona does sound fun.

Tracy said...

That was such a nice story! It's nice to be able to look back on those memories while you're in the midst of running, noisy babies!

Pinks & Blues Girls said...

So funny.

And you're so right...

My husband and I were laughing that 10 years ago this week I came home to meet his family for the very first time. I was nervous as all hell. I remember I had a beer here (I was 19 at the time) and his mom was like "are you 21?"... hehehe...

And now... here we are 10 years later. 3 little boys running around this house like madmen!

What can I say... a beer on Thanksgiving... cheers!

- Audrey

MadMad said...

What a great story - it is fun to remember those days, when life was so much less complicated (though it didn't always seem so at the time, did it? Well, other than the fact we could drink Coronas without having to pay for it as much the next morning... that part was nice.)

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