Even though we’re a week and a half away from Thanksgiving, it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas.
Drink and be thankful to the host! What seems insignificant when you have it, is important when you need it.
I’m from Canada, so Thanksgiving to me is just Thursday with more food. And I’m thankful for that.
I know, especially in my family, people’s feelings get hurt over the tiniest things. I’m sure that’s true in every family. But, for instance, one year, I came a little bit late to Thanksgiving, and I was supposed to bring a salad. And I just brought a bag of lettuce, and put it in a bowl. Five years later, I heard that my mom was incensed.
One cannot rule out a blizzard in Minnesota after Labor Day, and so when I travel for Thanksgiving or any time in the fall, I am careful to fly into Des Moines instead of Minneapolis and then drive the 200 miles north to my hometown.
Thank God for YouTube. Every Thanksgiving, I’m bombarded with ‘Turkey Lurkey Time.’
What I love about Thanksgiving is that it’s purely about getting together with friends or family and enjoying food. It’s really for everybody, and it doesn’t matter where you’re from.
I love Halloween. I love Thanksgiving. I love Christmas. I love New Year’s.
Thanksgiving is probably my favorite holiday – it’s a day that’s American to the core and it’s a day that’s all about what and how we eat.
Something I didn’t even know was on my bucket list has been achieved. I have cooked Thanksgiving dinner with Martha Stewart. I vow to follow the gospel of her teachings and do my very best in the remarkably less glamorous kitchen of my own home… without the luxury of magically appearing prep bowls filled by a staff of sous chefs.
It is now common knowledge that the average American gains 7 pounds between Thanksgiving and New Year’s Day.
One of my most memorable Thanksgiving memories was probably the first year that me and my two brothers decided to start our annual eating contest. We ate throughout the whole day. We started that morning and weighed ourselves, and at the very end of the night, we weighed ourselves out. And all three of us equally gained five pounds.
My mom makes something called green pie, which I thought was a delicacy that many people only had at Thanksgiving, but it turns out it was just Jell-O with whipped cream on it. And it’s delicious.
If you are really thankful, what do you do? You share.
Shopmas now begins on Thanksgiving Day. Apparently, escaping the families you cannot stand to spend another minute with on Thanksgiving Day to go buy them gifts is how some Americans show their affection for one another. Weird.
Where I grew up, I could be a punk rocker and a jock. But in college, it became apparent that those two worlds didn’t mix. When I brought my guitar back to school after Thanksgiving break, a friend handed me his bass and said, ‘Listen to the Ramones.’
What a marvelous resource soup is for the thrifty cook – it solves the ham-bone and lamb-bone problems, the everlasting Thanksgiving turkey, the extra vegetables.
Thanksgiving Day is a good day to recommit our energies to giving thanks and just giving.
I celebrated Thanksgiving in an old-fashioned way. I invited everyone in my neighborhood to my house, we had an enormous feast, and then I killed them and took their land.
Thanksgiving is America’s favorite holiday because it’s a time when we put aside our cares, much as the struggling Pilgrims did nearly four centuries ago, and eat a gut-busting meal without worrying about the ‘out years.’
Always expect the unexpected. Right around Thanksgiving, when the new Alex Cross will be out. It’s called Four Blind Mice and it’s a pretty amazing story about several murders inside the military.
I love chicken. I would eat chicken fingers on Thanksgiving if it were socially acceptable.
It’s part of the American experience: We deal with mosquitoes in August, airport delays around Thanksgiving, expensive health care and the potential of being shot, at any time, by a semiautomatic weapon as we try to go about the most boring, precious, asinine aspects of our daily lives.
As governor, when I visited our troops in Kuwait and Iraq, I served them Thanksgiving dinner. It was a small gesture compared to their sacrifice.
You may have heard of Black Friday and Cyber Monday. There’s another day you might want to know about: Giving Tuesday. The idea is pretty straightforward. On the Tuesday after Thanksgiving, shoppers take a break from their gift-buying and donate what they can to charity.
I was 23 when I learned how to cook; I grew up around the same time. It was precisely then that Thanksgiving started to mean something more. Growing up, Christmas was always about me, and eventually you, when I finally started to enjoy the giving part. But Thanksgiving is always about us.
In deference to American traditions, my family put our oven to rare use at Thanksgiving during my childhood, with odd roast-turkey experiments involving sticky-rice stuffing or newfangled basting techniques that we read about in magazines.
Thanksgiving Day, we do a huge lunch. Big family, like, 60 people, we get together. Everybody brings a covered dish, everybody brings a dessert, and we go all out.
Black Friday is not another bad hair day in Wall Street. It’s the term used by American retailers to describe the day after the Thanksgiving Holiday, seen as the semi-official start of Christmas shopping season.
My mum, Helen, was hilarious. She had a tremendous sense of humour and was a great singer and tap dancer. For many years, she was the voice of Minnie Mouse in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. She would be in the float as it came along, singing whatever the Minnie Mouse song of the day was. She was a really big spirit in my life.
I’ve seen terrorism close up, but I don’t live in a state of terror at all. I’m comfortable going to the Manhattan Thanksgiving Day Parade, the tree lighting at Rockefeller Center, Times Square on New Years Eve. For perspective, the world today is a safer place than it was during the Cuban Missile Crisis, the Berlin Airlift, World War II.
It’s funny, I was talking to somebody who writes for a cop show, and he was saying how they aren’t allowed to acknowledge Christmas, Thanksgiving, Valentine’s Day, just because it has to be able to play forever.
Never fly to the U.S. the day before Thanksgiving or the weekend after because every airport is guaranteed to be crammed to bursting with people in transit to, or from, their home town.
One of the best parts of Thanksgiving for me is re-watching some of the classic holiday blunders that have been depicted on television. I remember laughing uncontrollably on the set of ‘That Girl’ back in 1967 when we shot the episode, ‘Thanksgiving Comes But Once A Year, Hopefully’ during our second season.
Homemade stuffing is my favorite thing about Thanksgiving. I wish people served it more than just once a year.
I like to decide the night before Thanksgiving that I’m gonna do it, and I’ll see what riff raff is around. Then I get that last-minute surge of energy. But if I had two weeks to plan, sometimes I wish I wasn’t doing it. But very seldom does that happen.
The craft Emmys are kind of the kids’ table at Thanksgiving. You’re not really invited to the big dance. It’s still really, really exciting, and the statue still counts.
Every Thanksgiving, we all write down three things we’re thankful for and put them in a hat. Then we pass the hat around the dinner table and everyone has to guess who wrote what!
I would love four children because I have a very small family, so I want those big Thanksgiving dinners.
I was introduced to the Turducken in New Orleans. And it wasn’t Thanksgiving. Glenn at the Gourmet Butcher Block brought it by, and I had never heard of it or had seen one, and they put it in the booth, and it smelled so good that I had to taste it. And it was good. Then Thanksgiving came, and we got one in addition to the traditional turkey.
As a kid, I was always mad – just noticing the women at Thanksgiving, running around the kitchen, while the men were watching football. For one, I don’t want to cook, and for two, I hate football. I was stuck in the middle.
Thanksgiving is America’s favourite holiday, and a brilliant piece of personal as well as patriotic calendrical invention.
I am grateful to have my life back and for the friends and family who never gave up on me, for a God who was there when I was ready to find him. I am grateful for so much, that every day, one day at a time, is Thanksgiving.
When I was just starting out in the business, I used to love to watch Lorne Greene doing the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. I said right then, ‘That’s what I want to do someday,’ and it’s been one dream that has come true.
It wasn’t the traditional cooking most people do. For me, as a young chef, Thanksgiving meant going to work in the kitchen at places like Gotham, JoJo and Jean-Georges.
I make a fabulous tofurkey for Thanksgiving. My Mexican-Italian family can’t tell the difference.
The earliest you can play Christmas music is on Thanksgiving.
Not to sound too much like Christopher Guest in ‘Waiting for Guffman,’ but on Thanksgiving you’re putting on a show!
There is one day that is ours. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American.
North Carolina was where you could have Thanksgiving and feel like it was Thanksgiving.
My fondest memories are generally the day after Thanksgiving. I get the total decorating Christmas itch.
I think I’m going to give my baby her first food on Thanksgiving, make her some organic sweet potato. I’m very excited! It’s going to be a big day and my husband is in charge of the turkey – he’s the chef of the family!
Every other year, I spend Thanksgiving in England with Dave Clark from the Dave Clark Five and a bunch of other people.
To give thanks in solitude is enough. Thanksgiving has wings and goes where it must go. Your prayer knows much more about it than you do.
I am so excited this year getting to play the 85th Anniversary Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. Everyone knows on Thanksgiving morning to get up, turn on the TV and watch the parade, so to be an actual participant is going to be fun and I’m looking forward to it. I am gonna have to put on my deer hunting gear, though, to stay warm!
At Thanksgiving, I always start at the top of my list and say I’m grateful for friends, family, and good health. Then I get more superficial… like being thankful for my Louboutins.
My most memorable meal is every Thanksgiving. I love the food: the turkey and stuffing; the sweet potatoes and rice, which come from my mother’s Southern heritage; the mashed potatoes, which come from my wife’s Midwestern roots; the Campbell’s green-bean casserole; and of course, pumpkin pie.
On Thanksgiving Night, 1942, when I was fifteen years old, white racists burned our house to the ground.
My dad is a big Outlaw country guy – Johnny Cash, Johnny Horton, Waylon, Willie. He loves Elvis and turned me onto Elvis. He was always playing me stuff. He and I would sing and entertain the family. We’d have a little skit on Thanksgiving or whatever.
If a fellow isn’t thankful for what he’s got, he isn’t likely to be thankful for what he’s going to get.
There was a time, in the not so distant past, that if you didn’t have what you needed on Thanksgiving, you were pretty much going to have to wait until Friday. Not anymore!
Christmas is the antithesis of Thanksgiving. Christmas is pretty much a man-made holiday.
We have 40 people over for Thanksgiving, 30 people for Easter lunch, 35 people on Christmas Eve. People tend to expect to spend their holidays with us, which is lovely and an expectation I carry with pride.
I think Thanksgiving is the perfect occasion to break open a buttery, oaky Chardonnay from California.
My whole problem is that all of my favorite things at Thanksgiving are the starches, and everyone is trying to go low-carb this year, even a green vegetable has carbs in it.
On Thanksgiving I will stop to give thanks that my family is safe and healthy, especially because I realize that, following the tragedies of this year, it is all too real a possibility that they might not have been.
On the morning of Thanksgiving, I would wake up to the home smelling of all good things, wafting upstairs to my room. I would set the table with the fancy silverware and china and hope that my parents and grandmother wouldn’t have the annual Thanksgiving fight about Richard Nixon.
I’m a big cook and prefer to make meals at home when I can. I’m either cooking, or we’re going to a drive-through somewhere. I’m really proud of my homemade sweet potato pie. At Thanksgiving I make five of them because they go quick.
That’s one of the great things about Thanksgiving: Football’s on!
Most people think to make green bean casserole around Thanksgiving and Christmas, but honestly, I make this dish more during the summer, when green beans can be found fresh at the market. I think it is the perfect meal when served with crusty bread, a bountiful salad, and a cup or two of wine.
Christians were instructed to serve others, and the thanksgiving was for the grace of God and the fact that God offered a way for man to return to a positive relationship with Him.
I love Halloween, trick or treating and decorating the house. And I love Thanksgiving, because of the football and the fall weather. And of course, I love Christmas – that’s my favorite of all!
Even if you are vegetarian, you do want to have a stuffing for Thanksgiving. The stuffing is not so much about the vegetables, but it’s very unique to the season.
I loved my mom so much because she had to work on a penny just to put food on the table… During the Depression in the United States, everybody had a tough time. And I was so hurt because she was crying that she didn’t have any food for us for Thanksgiving.
Being an Ethiopian-born, Swedish-raised chef, there’s nothing traditional about my Thanksgiving spread.
There is no racial or ethnic involvement in Thanksgiving, and people who may be very distant from the Christian system can see the beauty and the positive spirit that comes from the holiday.
I don’t think any other holiday embraces the food of the Midwest quite like Thanksgiving. There’s roasted meat and mashed potatoes. But being here is also about heritage. Cleveland is really a giant melting pot – not only is my family a melting pot, but so is the city.
When my family was living in Tokyo, there was a year when we couldn’t go back to the States for Thanksgiving, and we went to Seoul. Mandu is a highly satisfying substitute for turkey and trimmings.
I was a public aid recipient for about nine years as a kid, and this time of year was always tough sledding, so I just committed myself to doing something good for someone at Thanksgiving, and especially Christmas.
Thanksgiving, man. Not a good day to be my pants.
My son was born during my last semester in college. His due date was Thanksgiving, but he didn’t show up until finals week. I brought my books to the hospital and didn’t think anything of it. That is what a father is supposed to do.
If you think about a Thanksgiving dinner, it’s really like making a large chicken.
It’s like being at the kids’ table at Thanksgiving – you can put your elbows on it, you don’t have to talk politics… no matter how old I get, there’s always a part of me that’s sitting there.
We all have somebody that sits down at the Thanksgiving table and says the most outrageous things, and you’re doin’ the dishes with your sister, and you’re like, ‘Omigod, can you believe she said that?’
Pride slays thanksgiving, but a humble mind is the soil out of which thanks naturally grow. A proud man is seldom a grateful man, for he never thinks he gets as much as he deserves.
You can’t have Thanksgiving and not just be like, ‘All right, where’s the football.’ It’s been branded very, very well. You can’t have one without the other at this point.
When I first sat down with my oncologist the day before Thanksgiving, and she told me I would need 8 rounds of chemo, one of my first questions admittedly was: ‘Will I lose my hair?’ It sounds shallow, I know, but it was a very scary image to me.
I miss both of my parents terribly every day, but especially as we approach Thanksgiving. We always came together as a family for that holiday, playing capture the flag and touch football and laughing a lot.
I think that is a better thing than thanksgiving: thanks-living. How is this to be done? By a general cheerfulness of manner, by an obedience to the command of Him by whose mercy we live, by a perpetual, constant delighting of ourselves in the Lord, and by a submission of our desires to His will.
Once, at Thanksgiving, a neighbor wandered in while my cousin Lisa worked on a turkey, shearing meat off its frame and sliding the steaming slices onto a big flowered plate. ‘Hey, that’s the man’s job,’ she yelped, in between slurps of her Big Gulp. No one even paused to acknowledge the comment; everyone just laughed and laughed.
There are three things that people pick up on the instant they walk into your home on Thanksgiving. They will be able to feel the human energy. They’ll smell the food. And they will see, instantly, the table.
I absolutely adore Thanksgiving. It’s the only holiday I insist on making myself.
Thanksgiving is one of my favorite days of the year because it reminds us to give thanks and to count our blessings. Suddenly, so many things become so little when we realize how blessed and lucky we are.
My mother very rarely skipped a Thanksgiving turkey. And yet, none of them ever tasted quite the same, landing somewhere on a sliding scale of succulence. She’d try new methods.
Thanksgiving is a time of togetherness and gratitude.
When we are filming, it often feels like we’re flying blind. As an actor, you have no idea if your choices are right or if they work. Some scenes feel like a complete Hail Mary. Imagine you’re blindfolded and cook a massive Thanksgiving feast with only new recipes – without getting to taste any of them along the way.
From the beginning, the Continental Congress had official chaplains, prayers, and days of fasting and Thanksgiving. When sessions opened in 1774, fear was voiced that the religious diversity of the country would make it hard to choose a form of worship.
One Thanksgiving weekend, I had a lost weekend at a friend’s place with ‘Grand Theft Auto.’
I’ve always had fond memories of cooking Thanksgiving.
After church on the Sunday after Thanksgiving, my family would go chop down our Christmas tree. Once it was home and placed in its stand, Mom and I would painstakingly decorate our tree. It took hours to place the tinsel, string the lights, find the perfect spot for my favorite macaroni and felt ornaments from kindergarten.
Lets talk about the holidays, more specifically, consumption during the holidays. If it’s true that ‘We are what we eat,’ most of us would be unrecognizable during the period that ranges from the night before Thanksgiving through that day in early January when everyone decides to return to the gym.
I’m not from the States, so Thanksgiving, for me, was never a huge tradition.
Throughout its history, the members of Shearith Israel have observed Thanksgiving by reciting in synagogue the same psalms of praise and gratitude sung by Jews all over the world on festive days like Hanukkah.
Gratitude can transform common days into thanksgivings, turn routine jobs into joy, and change ordinary opportunities into blessings.
I always love the soapy conflicts between somebody’s family of origin and their new family – ‘Do I have Thanksgiving at my husband’s parents’ house, or at my parents’ house?’
Christmas is a huge thing in my family. We usually start decorating the day after Thanksgiving. We spend Christmas Eve with one set of grandparents, and Christmas Day with the other grandparents and our family.
I have a good house for hosting, so we had the barbecues, and some of the guys over for Thanksgiving, even Christmas.
I think most people have that crazy uncle they sit at Thanksgiving dinner with: someone they disagree with politically but love them anyway.
Since 1981, I’ve spent every Thanksgiving Day broadcasting a game, and it is one of my favorite days. You can say, ‘Woe is me, I never get to be part of the tradition,’ or you can say, ‘Heck, we’ve got our own tradition, and it’s pretty good.’
Thanksgiving is a season that is very much in accord with the themes and teachings of Jesus Christ.
My tradition, as an adult, is to have an open-door policy on Thanksgiving. I always host, and I welcome absolutely anyone into my home. I think it’s really special. If people are going through hard times or not getting along well with their family, they flock to my house. And I’ll have my tree up!
In many ways, September feels like the busiest time of the year: The kids go back to school, work piles up after the summer’s dog days, and Thanksgiving is suddenly upon us.
Trump lies when confronted with the truth, since any crack in his narcissism might spread like an Ebola of the soul, and he would deflate like one of Macy’s balloons on the Friday after Thanksgiving.
Thanksgiving dinners take eighteen hours to prepare. They are consumed in twelve minutes. Half-times take twelve minutes. This is not coincidence.
Thanksgiving was always a favorite holiday for me. The preparation was fun! My grandma and I would walk to the butcher on Jamaica Avenue in Queens, order the bird, and buy all the fixings at the market.
As much as I love crisp, clean whites, there’s always a time for rich but balanced Chardonnays with oak, especially at Thanksgiving.
My favorite meal is turkey and mashed potatoes. I love Thanksgiving, it’s just my favorite. I can have Thanksgiving all year round.
I give thanks to my Creator for this wonderful life where each of us has the opportunity to learn lessons we could not fully comprehend by any other means.
Let’s say you go to a friend’s wedding, or Thanksgiving, or Halloween. It’d be great the next day to see what went on with your friends’ Thanksgiving weekend, or all the costumes they wore on Halloween, and be able to look back and see what they wore the year before, and the year before that.
A week before Thanksgiving, my mother bought the turkey, frozen. Then she froze it some more. Then she let it thaw and cleaned it – and I mean really cleaned it, because nobody wanted a ‘dirty bird.’ She salt-and-peppered the turkey, buttered, paprika-ed, and nominally stuffed it.
I have nothing against turkey. We eat turkey for Thanksgiving in my house.
When people come to my act any time after Thanksgiving, I usually say, You shouldn’t be here. You should be shopping. Our economy depends on you! You should be out there buying stuff.’
Thanksgiving Day, the holiday, has a certain feeling to it.
Agriculture is a business that has been up to its bib overalls in politics since the first Thanksgiving dinner kickback to the Indians for subsidizing Pilgrim maize production with fish head fertilizer grants.
Holiday binge-buying has deep roots in American culture: department stores have been associating turkey gluttony with its spending equivalent since they began sponsoring Thanksgiving Day parades in the early 20th century.
I love Thanksgiving because it’s a holiday that is centered around food and family, two things that are of utmost importance to me.
I don’t like turkey. I mean, I do. But I don’t like it on Thanksgiving. I don’t need it. There are about 20 other dishes that get put on a table or a counter or that stay warming on the stove that I’d rather eat than turkey.
Best of all is it to preserve everything in a pure, still heart, and let there be for every pulse a thanksgiving, and for every breath a song.
I’m thankful for every moment.
I’m vegetarian, but I love Thanksgiving dinner: faux turkey, stuffing and mashed potatoes.
An optimist is a person who starts a new diet on Thanksgiving Day.
I am originally from Florida. So Thanksgiving was always something I really looked forward to, because I got to travel back home every year and see everyone all at once, around one big happy table.
Some memories are unforgettable, remaining ever vivid and heartwarming!
I started acting in second grade – my first role was in the Thanksgiving play. I was the Indian chasing the turkey. All the other mom’s encouraged my mom to get me into acting after that. Also, when I saw ‘The Sound of Music’ at Music Circus, I knew I wanted to act.
Dear Lord; we beg but one boon more: Peace in the hearts of all men living, peace in the whole world this Thanksgiving.
Be thankful for what you have; you’ll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don’t have, you will never, ever have enough.
When I was about nine years old, I announced to my mother that I was going to cook Thanksgiving dinner. And I went to the library and got this whole pile of books. I’d love to say it all turned out great. It didn’t. But, sort of, from that point on, whenever there was serious cooking at home, I was the one who did it.
I keep saying this – and I keep putting it off because I get busy – but I keep saying one year I’m gonna tape our Thanksgiving dinner or, like, our Christmas dinner and maybe put it on my website just for people to see how funny it really is, how much fun it really, really is.
Every year, I hear about Thanksgiving. Who do one give thanks to? … And who is giving thanks? What are they giving thanks for? For lots of poverty that’s on the earth and lots of war that is a-rumoring all over the earth? For lots of people who die daily and the crime that multiply?
Thanksgiving, our eminent moral holiday, doesn’t have much for children. At its heart are conversation, food, drink, and fellowship – all perks of adulthood.
Berries have a lot of soluble fiber. That’s why they gel up when you’re making your Thanksgiving cranberry sauce, with the pectin.
The truth is the Super Bowl long ago became more than just a football game. It’s part of our culture like turkey at Thanksgiving and lights at Christmas, and like those holidays beyond their meaning, a factor in our economy.
Under the new government of the Constitution, beginning in 1789, all of the peacetime measures were repeated: chaplains, prayers, memorials of Thanksgiving, the Northwest Ordinance, funding for the Christian education of Indians.
It’s a bit of a sore spot, the Thanksgiving in Indian country.
I am grateful for what I am and have. My thanksgiving is perpetual.
I’d love to give my girls a traditional Thanksgiving with turkey and all that jazz, but we’ve raised them to love Tuscan food so much that they don’t care for it. My favorite is a nice polenta with beef stew and broccoli rabe on the side.
Christmas and Thanksgiving are the two days of the year where we know the spurs are going to stay off the boots because the family doesn’t have to work. It’s such a nice – and rare – treat!
I’m blessed to come from a family with five brothers. We’re all physical and athletic and like to work out, like to be outside, like to throw the ball around. We spent our entire childhoods on some kind of corner or in a field. We still do a Turkey Bowl every Thanksgiving. It gets competitive, man. Bloody.
Thanksgiving is the only day of the year when most of the stores here are closed during the day and reopen after midnight. Even restaurants shut down for the holiday, except for the fast-food chains.
It’s so warm now, and Thanksgiving came so early – is it just me, or does it not really feel like Ramadan?
Over the Thanksgiving holiday I took time to reflect on what is most important to me and realized I need to find a way to put the fun back into racing.
My restaurants are never opened on Thanksgiving; I want my staff to spend time with their family if they can. My feeling is, if I can’t figure out how to make money the rest of the year so that my workers can enjoy the holidays, then I don’t deserve to be an owner.
I really don’t do much on the night of Thanksgiving other than bring the wine and carve the turkey. My contribution comes the day after, in the form of breakfast. I usually just forage through the leftovers for things that will go well with eggs.
The more I come to recognize my story’s place in God’s grander Story, my once-bewildered questions are turning to psalms of thanksgiving at the wonder that I have been included in what He is doing.
Vegetables are a must on a diet. I suggest carrot cake, zucchini bread, and pumpkin pie.
Thanksgiving is a time when the world gets to see just how blessed and how workable the Christian system is. The emphasis is not on giving or buying, but on being thankful and expressing that appreciation to God and to one another.
My mother loved entertaining, and I’ve followed suit, so we have big celebrations for New Year, Passover, Thanksgiving and birthdays.
Over and over I marvel at the blessings of my life: Each year has grown better than the last.
My parents came from little, so they made a choice to give a lot: buying turkeys for homeless shelters at Thanksgiving, delivering meals to people in hospices, giving spare change to those asking for it.
I’ve spent a lot of Thanksgivings on the road with my band, so anytime that I can spend Thanksgiving with my family in a traditional aspect, eating sweet potatoes and cranberries and stuffing and all the trappings of Thanksgiving and then get on a treadmill the next day extra long, I’m happy.
In our family, mom and dad are Longhorns, our first two kids are Aggies and we’re hoping our last one is a Longhorn. It gives us family fun on Thanksgiving Day.
I’ve been giving back since I was a teen, handing out turkeys at Thanksgiving and handing out toys at toys drives for Christmas. It’s very important to give back as a youth. It’s as simple as helping an old lady across the street or giving up your seat on the bus for someone who is pregnant.
If no one shopped on Thanksgiving Day, the stores wouldn’t open. End of story. I say we all take the pledge and stay home. Thanksgiving is a day to give thanks for what you have, not to save a few dollars to get more.
Life is all about balance, and there are certain times of the year – birthday, anniversary, holidays – that are meant to be enjoyed without guilt. That being said, Thanksgiving is a meal – it’s not a Thanksgiving day, and it’s not a Thanksgiving week.
I grew up in Boston, and we’d have every Thanksgiving at my parents’ house there.
The act is unjustifiable that either begs for a blessing, or, having succeeded gives no thanksgiving.
My cooking is so bad my kids thought Thanksgiving was to commemorate Pearl Harbor.
If you think Independence Day is America’s defining holiday, think again. Thanksgiving deserves that title, hands-down.
Halloween is fun, but it wasn’t always my favorite holiday. I think Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday.
The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest.
Thanksgiving is one of my favorite American traditions. I quickly picked it up when I moved to the U.S. from Sweden.
We’re getting ready to sit down at the table and have Thanksgiving, and there’s people that are not with their families. There are people that are in dangerous areas, putting their lives on the line to keep our country free, and I think that’s something we should all celebrate every day.
Gratitude is the inward feeling of kindness received. Thankfulness is the natural impulse to express that feeling. Thanksgiving is the following of that impulse.
I never drank except a couple sips of wine at Thanksgiving.
From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea.
A lot of Thanksgiving days have been ruined by not carving the turkey in the kitchen.
I love Thanksgiving. In Canada, we don’t really have a lot of history with Thanksgiving, and it’s a holiday devoted to food, and that warms the cockles of my being.
The men and women in the Armed Forces, that’s what I always think about and what I teach my kids about. We’re getting ready to sit down at the table and have Thanksgiving, and there’s people that are not with their families.
I’m not a big turkey fan, but my husband loves it. Thanksgiving is his favorite meal.
Thanksgiving just gets me all warm and tingly and all kinds of wonderful inside.
I do think that Thanksgiving is a very nice holiday because it’s all about saying thank you; it’s being thankful.
My interactions with my family members are all one-to-one. We don’t all get together for Thanksgiving dinner. But I can sit and tell any one of them about a conversation that I just had with the other one, and they’re all curious and interested and respectful.
Christmas is more stressful with present buying and making sure everyone gets included, but Thanksgiving is really not that. I don’t ever really get stressed out about the food.
For what I have received may the Lord make me truly thankful. And more truly for what I have not received.