More Fun With Pilgrims
Tasteful (?) Roadsign in Downtown Plymouth, MAThanksgiving is an odd holiday. Aside from the cool pilgrim hats and giving native americans smallpox, it is all about elastic waistbands and family-time.
I mean, really . . . who else do you wear pants with elastic waistbands around frequently? Pretty much just family, unless you are my brother and you like to wear your sweatsuit to school everyday up until 3rd or 4th grade.
As I've rounded the corner and am now well into my mid-late twenties the whole family thing is a-changin'. The big ol' family get-together is changing up as cousins and relatives get married and split off in different directions. The easy categories of kids vs. adult table no longer apply. For example, this year I was given a "flex pass" to either eat with the adults or with the student/working young adult table. (I maxed out and did dinner with the cousins and desert with the 'older' adults)
As non-changing and ever-present as the traditions associated with the holidays are, it is curious to note that the changes that have taken place are much more obvious. You see what age has done, meet someone new, and mourn someone absent. All the while your waistband and definition of what it means to be family is constantly expanding. Thank goodness for elasticity.
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