Post-Grad Thanksgiving Wins

Thanksgiving is over, but the good news is it comes every year! On this eve of my departure back to New York City, I am pulling an all-nighter and sharing details from my week all while hinting at how to make or break your quasi-adult Thanksgiving.


Go out with all your high school friends on Thanksgiving Eve (otherwise known as Blackout Wednesday or Drinksgiving, but I am classy so I say “Thanksgiving Eve”).

Yes, it may be awkward at first because some of them you haven’t seen in almost five years. And yes, you are likely to say a bunch of random stuff that you don’t even mean, but it will be so fun! Just remember, not all bars are like the ones you are used to being at. Sometimes, you have to make your own dance floor and dance alone. On that note, realize that you actually know every single person in the bar. So, you might say, “It’s fine. I don’t know these people.” But, that is a lie, and your friends (if you have any) will point that out to you.

The same rule applies to people you may or may not kiss. If you kiss someone, just keep in mind that it will probably be someone you know. You need to be fully okay with all the implications that action has before you do anything. If you are not mentally prepared, then keep your lips to yourself.


If there isn’t a baby at your Thanksgiving, then you don’t know true happiness.

This was my first Thanksgiving with a baby present, and I have never enjoyed another human so much. Babies are the best accessory at the dinner table, and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. Note, however, that it doesn’t need to be YOUR baby. In fact, it’s probably better if it isn’t. It just needs to be a baby that you can look at, play with and talk about, without having to be the one to change diapers.


Realize that no one cares about your college football team.

Sure, you might be able to drag your friends to go watch it. But when your team loses, no one will understand why you’re about to cry. Also, if you do almost cry about it, then let me refer you to the previous statement that you probably know the majority of the people at whatever bar you’re at, and they don’t need to see your broken heart shattered all over the bar’s floor. You can cheer, get excited and / or be disappointed, but don’t be offended when no one else cares.


Hanging out with your siblings is never a bad idea.

They are actually a lot cooler than they were four years ago. In fact, they might even be cooler than you. Take some time to hang out with them, or drink with them at least. Just avoid politics at all cost, or don’t if you like debates. I don’t know. I don’t run your life. Just know your audience.

On that note, be NICE to them, too. They put up with your crazy self for 20+ years. And, they just might surprise you with amazing random acts of kindness.


Being carless in a city with bad public transportation isn’t fun.

But, hopefully you have a mom, a friend, a friend’s mom, a brother or a friend’s brother who can drive you places, mainly to, or from, bars, because we all know that’s the only time you’re leaving the house.


Sports games are great. Go to them.

Seriously. And tailgate. Tailgate even if it’s 30 degrees and raining. Tailgate like your life depends on it, because it just might. It might be the most wonderful day in the world. Your team might kick Buffalo’s butt. You even, maybe, might not even watch the game because you’re having so much fun hanging out at the stadium’s bar to avoid the rain. Who knows? Life happens. It’s fun.


Accept that your family is crazy.

What family isn’t? That’s why you have wine at Thanksgiving, to numb the pain (that was a joke, and if you don’t get that, then I feel sorry for you). Really, though, it’s okay to have a hot mess of a family. Embrace it, because you’re probably a little crazy yourself. Oh, and if your family isn’t crazy that just means they all probably think you’re the crazy one. In fact, if you don’t know who the crazy person IS in your family, I can bet $100 everyone thinks it’s you.

On a serious note, however, just go with it. You can’t expect your family to be perfect, because you will only leave disappointed. All you can do is be kind and love them for who they are. Life will work itself out; it always does.


Go back to your normal life.

It is great to go back to your hometown, and it can be a lot of fun. But, it isn’t your home anymore. Nope. You are an adult. You are the payer of the bills and the maker of all decisions concerning you. Time to suck it up and accept that you can’t be a teenager anymore. *Moment of silence for my broken heart.


The good news is, Thanksgiving comes every year, and I am sure you will have plenty of chances to act like a ridiculous hot mess around everyone you have ever known.


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