I was born on Thanksgiving Day. If I was given my choice of another birth date, out of all 365 days of the year, I couldn’t come up with a better one.
One of the biggest reasons for my love of my turkey birthday is that it always meant getting together with family. Now, because Thanksgiving is a little bit of a moving target on the calendar, my birthday only actually falls on T-day every several years. My 17th birthday in 1983 was one of those years.
I have just a few photos from that Thanksgiving celebration at my Aunt Doo Doo and Uncle Ron’s house, but they’re enough to show that it was my birthday as well. In these shots with me are my cousins Rob, Colleen and Mike as well as my bro, Phil.
After everyone was stuffed with Thanksgiving fare and could barely sit comfortably or stay awake, Mom would pull out a carefully hidden cake so everyone could sing to me. But I noticed that people usually went for the pumpkin pies over my cake, and let’s face it, who wouldn’t?
All the patterned papers came from My Mind’s Eye’s Indie Chic collection (the Saffron color scheme), which I thought worked so well for these photos and the theme of my page. I’m entering this into the MME November challenge, which is to demonstrate gratitude on your project.