This Thursday was Thanksgiving. Or as it is known here, "American Thanksgiving." It is not a day off. The British don't celebrate the day.
In fact we had a grant application due and worked all day. My goal was to have the grant ap completed by 10:00AM but it was not submitted until about 5:30PM.
All day people asked me how Thanksgiving got started. In fact, it comes from several lines of text from a Puritan colonist who wrote about a celebration after the first harvest at Plymouth in 1621. In that year, over half the colonists had died. The ones who were left invited Indians to a meal to give thanks. At the celebration they ate both roasted turkey and venison. So, really thanksgiving was started by British colonists.
One of my staff thought that the Holiday was when the American colonists were starving and turkeys fell from heaven to save them. I kind of like that story better. Wasn't that an episode of WKRP in Cincinnati?
Tiffany and I went out with Tuvol to get a local Thanksgiving lunch of turkey, ham, roast beef, and peas and rice. Thursday evening we ate the Thanksgiving dinner at the Bohio with Bion and Coleen and their children (though they all got lobster). The Bohio was packed. I wished all the Canadians and Brits a happy not Thanksgiving. We tried to find a third place to get turkey Thursday night, but only managed to score some dessert over at the Manta House with Larry and Shannon.
Yesterday, Tiffany got sick. Last night I started getting up to run to the bathroom. Tiffany feels worse today. I am starting to not feel well at all. Something we ate? Likely something made with local water. Thanks!
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