Lamest Thanksgiving Experience

[rockfisher]

I used to like Thanksgiving when I was a kid, going more and more into adulthood, and as family members died off slowly one at a time, it has just gotten lamer and lamer every single year. I wanted our kids to have as nice memories of it as a child as I have, but things just didn't workout that way. Due to his autism, our son just doesn't really give a shit about it, and our daughter, who also has autism, kind of does, but it's over for her as soon as dinner is served. It's basically just like any other day now. We have gotten to the point where we just make a regular dinner of Tacos and say fuck it, which actually is surprisingly way more relaxed and enjoyable. We basically just want to get through the long weekend with the kids out if school and the holidays messing up their regular schedule which they both really get used to. The Holidays are a dull roar for our family and all of the days off the kids get from school really upsets the applecart. Anyway, the lamest Thanksgiving we ever had as a family was in 2008. Our kids were really little, and my mom and dad decided to host the holidays at their house for the babies. Sounds good in theory, but it was my mom's idea, and my dad hates anything to do with the holidays. My mom basically set the table and my dad got stuck doing all of the cooking. They decided to eat at 4pm, and our kids were hungry, and they didn't allow them to have anything until 4pm. Like they were Gremlins or something. My mom and dad are fucked up that way. So our kids got really cranky. My wife and I were also getting very agitated. My mom and dad were afraid that if the kids had anything they would spoil their dinner. My dad was getting visibility pissed. My mom was in one of her moods and started getting her crazy look. It was a powder keg, and it was going to blow. I guess I should add that no alcohol was consumed during this episode, because my parents don't allow it...at any rate. Things escalated fast. I tried to lighten the mood a little by using humor. I chose asshole variety humor, and my dad just fuck blew his stack on me. I don't even remember what it was that I said to him but he got pissed off at me. At this point I had had enough of this shit and I got up to leave. We hadn't even eaten yet. I got the kids and put them in the car after telling my dad to shove the turkey up his ass. My mom got really upset and started crying and went upstairs and wrapped herself in the shower curtain and pissed her pants, and we all went out to our car. My wife tried talking me into going back inside and I refused. I just wanted to yet the hell out, but we had left our sons shoes inside and she went back in to get them. Then my dad comes out to the car and pleads with me not to go. I caved in because i knew if I didn't go back inside, he would have hell to pay from my mother. My mom came back downstairs and we all sat down together and ate. It took us about 15 minutes to eat, and then we all left and went home. On the way home we stopped by the 7-11 and got some beer and I drank myself into a stupor in the basement watching Dog The Bounty Hunter. That was the lamest Thanksgiving i ever had. I think about it every year. What horrible Thanksgiving tales do you people have?