Hmm. Matilda is in the Baby Björn right now, ruminatively licking my shirt. Possibly it's time to feed her again.

She's trying to seduce your shirt. "Ohh, mah sweet lovely shirrrt... open yourself to me mah delicate flowerrrrr..."

Cousin has accused them of selfishness and said they ruined the holiday. It kind of blows my mind.

Eh, I kind of get it. My immediate family is small, so big Thanksgiving and Christmas were always a real treat for me. It made me feel like I was actually a part of a huge network of unconditional love. Of course, if I were over 25, I would bring something.

Now that my grandparents are much older, and families are getting split into smaller groups, I don't get to have that anymore and am having to suck it up and deal.

Still, Thanksgiving in beautiful Hot Springs with the world's best in-laws, Mr. Jane, and a friend of ours will not even be in the realm of sucky.

If your mom is 80, you're not much younger than 30 (and that's if you're a change of life baby), and probably closer to 50. The ladies in their 70s and 80s shouldn't have to do that any more, and if the next generation misses doing it, they can...do it.

But by bringing something, or participating beyond just showing up, I would never have reason to boggle. Different vibe.

eta: What Cindy said better than I...

Bisquick's honey and butter biscuits are way too sweet for me. Except then I realized that I have been craving cookies for days. Now they hit the spot perfectly. It's all a matter of perspective, it turns out.

Yeah, she's 54. And even this "small" T-giving is going to have 25 or so folks at it, so she can bite me.

But by bringing something, or participating beyond just showing up, I would never have reason to boggle. Different vibe.

Totally different vibe. Specially when you toss in that the cousin brings friends that expect to eat. For free, essentially. And none of them ever brought anything? What. Ever.

My dad's side of the family has a big Christmas do. They get a conference room at a hotel, everybody brings booze and food, and they party it up. Those who don't want to participate, don't.

I kind of can't believe that, either. I mean, hello? If you're an adult, you help.

Although I will say that there are women in my family for whom putting dinner on the table is a point of pride. At the family reunion this year, during which we celebrating my grandmother's 90th birthday, she made at least four dishes to bring to the ginormous potluck lunch on Saturday. And then went home and made a coffee cake for us for Sunday morning.

My immediate family is small, so big Thanksgiving and Christmas were always a real treat for me.

This. My immediate family is tiny. My mom is an only child, my dad only has one sister, there's only my brother and me, blah blah. I love it when my mom hosts orphans for Thanksgiving, but this year it's just us, my parents, and my crazy (other) grandmother. My brother and his family are too far away, and he has duty that day.

Yeah, she's 54.

Ok, I just boggled even more.

I said I only kinda get it, and that she should bring something.

My friend from back home who lives in LA now is in town tonight, and will be back Sunday for my Saint-tastic birthday. People are really into visiting me this month.