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What are you WORST Thanksgiving memories?


by on Nov. 19, 2012 at 11:49 AM
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by on Nov. 19, 2012 at 12:41 PM

Oh another crappy Thanksgiving was the first year I lived in PA. I got a job at a nursing home and my first day was on Thanksgiving.That place was awful; I actually only worked there for a week because it was so bad. They put me out on the floor as charge nurse my second day there, without any training.

by on Nov. 19, 2012 at 12:44 PM
There was one more year that we had a bad snowstorm the day before. In the middle of cooking thanksgiving day a transformer was blown due to the snow and we were out of power for three hours. The electric company worked so hard and it seemed like forever. We ended up taking the food that needed finished to my sisters and my aunts house to finish. Thankfully power was restored just before dinner.
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by Anonymous 7 on Nov. 19, 2012 at 12:48 PM
Actually it was a couple thanksgivings in a row... I grew up with a dad that had leukemia and spent many thanksgivings wondering if this was our last with him.. Watching all the horrible things my dad went through was awful from the age of 8- 15... To many bad memories...:/
by Gold Member on Nov. 19, 2012 at 12:50 PM
Having to come home from the hospital with out my baby because she passed away. Having to go about making a nice dinner for my other children. This year thanksgiving is on her birth/death date and I'm having a really hard time doing anything at all.
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by Anonymous 4 on Nov. 19, 2012 at 12:55 PM

Mine would be the Thanksgiving my MIL kicked me out of her house before I could step in the front door.  We had only been married 4 months and it was the first time ever that I had been away from my family for a holiday.  We traveled 3hours to get to her house.  It was the 3rd time I had met her.  The first time was when we traveled to her house to tell her in person we were engaged and for us to meet.  She spoke about 4 words to me the whole weekend.  At our wedding, she told everyone that I was a snobby bitch and looked down on her family.  

For that Thanksgiving, I had told DH I wasn't comfortable going to her house with how she had treated me.  He said it would fine.

She met us halfway up the walk screaming that Thanksgiving was for family and I wasn't a part of her family and he could just take me on down the road to the hotel and get me a room so I could eat off their Thanksgiving buffet for free while he came back to have dinner with his REAL family.

That was the last time DH ever spoke to anyone in his family.  They all stood with her and told him to make his choice...snobby little rich girl or them.    

by on Nov. 19, 2012 at 12:59 PM


This should also qualify for the best  memory.. CATEGORY..

I was afraid you were gonna say he had died.. PRAISE THE LORD!

Quoting bry36:

 Last yr in fact .My DH went hunting just about an hr away in the mountains he went early so he could still be at my parents by noon . Well I got a broken up cell phone call that I could barley make out that his truck broke down . about an hr later I got a little better call him telling me to please send a tow truck . I called tow company told them basically where he was and waited . another few hrs I got a call from two company saying they couldn't find him and it was snowing bad they had to turn back but would try to go in with a better rig . waited a few more hrs for them to return to townget other rig and nothing. Finally a call from then they still couldn't locate him even though they knew basically where he was it was snowing so bad they couldn't see anything . Finally I called the local police to tell them what was going ion it was dark but they sent a patrol to look for him nobody couldfind him so they sent search and rescue out for him because conditions were getting bad and they knew he needed to get out of there a freak snow storm was moving in . I got a call by midnight that it was a total white out and they had to remove search and rescuefrom the area . Of course I was a mess hearing that they were going to stop looking for him until morning  I couldn't even control how scared I was I honestly was terrified he was already gone (it happend several times a yr around here that people get caught in these storms and don't come back alive) .

 At 6 am they sent the local posse search and rescue out and local residents that lived in the mountains up there were all out looking for him it had snowed over 3 feet on top of what was already on the ground and they were getting air flight ready to go .I of course didn't sleep I was a crying mess my eyes were so swollen I could barley open them .The one thing I just couldn't do was call his parents and tell them that he had been missing for over 24 hrs I just couldn't say those words to them around 11 my sister called to tell them and at 1:30 my husband walked through my front door search and rescue never found him he walked out until he was found by another hunter(no coat mind you dumb man )  who fed him and brought him all the way home even though it wasn't anywhere close to were he was going or had even hunted that day just to get him home to me .That was the most terrifying day of my life we hadn't even been married a yr at that point and I really wasn't sure he was coming home . FB was amazing tool prayer request reached almost every state and I really think it more God  and the power of prayer put that other man in his path when search and resuce couldnt even find him .


Litterally the NICEST BUNCH of Ladies on CAFEMOM!

by on Nov. 19, 2012 at 1:02 PM

I don't remember one in which my family was whole, sane, and no one was abusive.

The worst was the year I was thirteen, and ordered to eat alone while dad and stepmom screamed at each other.  Yeah, I was so not hungry, so my dad shoved his hand into the turkey, grabbed a handful of meat, slapped it on my plate and ordered me to eat.

Guess who cut out her toxic dad upon becoming a mama?  This girl!

by Anonymous 8 on Nov. 19, 2012 at 1:04 PM

The year my stepfather couldn't get out of bed to have Thanksgiving dinner with us because he was losing the fight with lung cancer. It was hard on everyone knowing that not only could he not physically walk into the dining room, but he couldn't even eat the food.

by Platinum Member on Nov. 19, 2012 at 1:04 PM
We sat around the table talking about how Obama sucked(which was fine....inappropriate but fine) how Lutherans were the superior denomination. I'm baptist and refused to baptize our babies in their church. DH and I talked about it and decided together. If he would have wanted to I would have gone with it for him. Then they started talking about sex jokes and making religious joke. I was so uncomfortable and never wanted to do thanksgiving there again. At least now I can give his grandma(who was the leader of the jokes) flank about Obama being in office
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by on Nov. 19, 2012 at 1:06 PM
My bio mom tried to kill me the day after thanksgiving when i was 16 i lost everything that day we had not lived in Ohio long so i was so lost the frist few days but yea that's what i remember every yr
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