My plate is empty... and waiting for the Thanksgiving fairy to come deliver my meal.
Sadly, I don't think she got the memo. I think my plate is going to stay empty.
Thanksgiving forgot to come to England. Sadly, it's not like Santa (who finds you no matter where you live) and whose Christmas magic seems to start two months before the 25th of December. Sadly, there was no Macy's Thanksgiving parade on t.v., no football, no pie, no turkey or stuffing, no day off work or school, no Thanksgiving magic, no anticipation of Black Friday sales, no extended family, no awkward 'I'm thankful for...' conversations.... no Thanksgiving.
Sadly, it was just another day. Sadly, it was predominately marked by the stress of essays, and the insanely crowded nature of London public transport.
I guess I will have to forget about the Thanksgiving fairy this year... and wait patiently for Santa.
p.s. I hope Thanksgiving magic found most of you out there.... and that you enjoyed it thoroughly.