When it comes to favorite holiday memories, I have several. Disney World or amusement parks over the 4th of July. Trips to Grandma’s house at Christmas. But the one which always sticks out in my mind was the Thanksgiving Day in 1979.
My mom was exhausted, so she and Dad decided to do something completely different that year. We drove to a town thirty miles away and checked into the Holiday Inn. My sister and I had our room; my parents had theirs. After the ‘official’ family meal in the dining room, my sister and I were turned loose. We could swim, play video games, ping-pong, watch TV……and if we were hungry, we could go to the dining room and charge our meal to the room.
What a great time we had! We didn’t have to clean up any dirty dishes; we didn’t have to deal with relatives…..we had the day to ourselves.
The next day, Mom drove us to Indianapolis for the annual Christmas Shopping Day, and ate in the LS Ayers Tea Room. I think we even stopped at Grandma’s afterward.
What about you? What’s your favorite holiday memory?
Update On Mom:
She’s scheduled for an MRI next week, and the doctor is fairly certain she’ll need back surgery. I had a great time at a local event last Friday, selling 9 books and doing some networking:)
Thinking about possibly going to Peoria on Sat for Writers On The River and seeing some friends.