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Happy Thanksgiving!

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Remember how you spent Thanksgiving eve over the past few years? Maybe you were super excited to not have to work during the next 4 days! Maybe you went out and partied the night away knowing you didn’t have to work for the next 4 days. Maybe you just stayed up late and got a head start on cooking big ass dinner for your family and friends tomorrow. Which ever it is, or anything in between, odds are it will be different this year.

Here in Michigan we are under a new stay at home order and have been advised to keep gatherings small and only with family that you have already been with for the last few months already. It sucks for sure. We usually go to a friends house for Thanksgiving, and when I say friend I mean family, maybe not by blood, but we are certainly family anyway. So in these crazy times where do you draw the line? How far do you push the line to the right or the left for normalcy, for tradition, for family and friends?

Fact is, I dont know what works and what doesn’t, and it changes everyday it seems. Masks work, masks dont work, heard immunity, shelter in place it goes on an on. All I know is I would feel absolutely terrible if I gave it to anyone! The medical community has to wear masks for a hell of a lot longer than I do so I will wear them. Seat belts are uncomfortable but I wear one. Getting my boobs smooshed between two flat surfaces once a year hurts but I do it. For me, wearing a mask is not something I would choose to do, but I will. No I wont be going to a great big Thanksgiving dinner either, it just feels like the right thing to do, or not to do I guess.

Tonight after work my husband stopped at a buddies house, somewhere that he has gone to several times a week through this whole covid thing. A couple guys, have some beer, stand around and talk cars. Today I stopped there also. We said Hi, fist bumped, use sanitizer and stood 6 feet apart from each other. When we all started to leave there was no hugging, no kissing on the cheek, just a simple wave along with the statement “Have a great thanksgiving” and the reply “thanks, you too!” as off we all went. It wasn’t the same, and I’m sure we were all thinking that it was weird to not be able to hug and kiss everyone goodbye, but we that’s how we handled it. Nobody bitched, or moaned about not being able to do it, or having to wear a mask, we just did it because right now that is all we can do. And so I wish all of you a Happy Thanksgiving and spend it how you feel best fit. I wont judge, but I hope that next year at this time things will be back to normal and when we leave work we get to celebrate however we want.