Just Mom and Me

ORIGINALLY WRITTEN ON NOVEMBER 23RD
ACCIDENTALLY FORGOT TO PUBLISH WHEN WRITTEN

Yesterday was Thanksgiving and I had been pondering for about a week whether to take my mom out for dinner or to cook something at home. I had been leaning towards going out but wasn't really sure which places were open. In the back of my mind, I had hoped for a last minute invite, which I wasn't really counting on but one can always hope, right?

Technically I had some invites, but none were actually a "good" idea.  My ex-boyfriend, who my mom always had a difficult time with, invited me (and my mom) to his mother's house.  I also have not seen him in months after he cheated on me with at least three other women.  My friends brother who I dated for a short 3 or 4 weeks lives with his cousin and she invited me and my mom several weeks ago and since he is no longer in the picture, that offer was basically off the table. 

Anyway, Thanksgiving Eve at about 7:00 PM I finally went to the grocery store and got all the ingredients for a traditional Thanksgiving feast. It was nothing fancy but just the basics. I got a little 6 pound turkey, since it was just me and my mom, stuffing (for my mom), potatoes, gravy, broccoli, apples for apple pie, a can of cranberry sauce, some biscuits, some beverages and just some other basic groceries.  The day was pretty relaxed for the most part and it was a day filled with Lifetime movies and lazily preparing the meal on my own throughout the day.