Nobody quite puts the fun in dysfunctional like family and the holiday make that even more clear.
My immediate family, when I was young, usually did holidays on our own. Just mom, dad and four kids. Only occasionally did we try to get with extended family for the holidays.
One year, for Thanksgiving, my Mom and us four kids tried to get with one of Mom’s siblings, D and her three daughters. D’s oldest daughter, C was supposed to meet my family not far from where D lived and lead us to the house instead of us trying to find our way. We got to the meeting location about at the agreed upon time and don’t see C anywhere. So we wait. And wait. We tried calling after a while, no answer so we keep waiting. Sometime after the agreed meeting time we finally hear word from C about why she is so late. Apparently D and one of her daughters starting arguing. The fight escalated to the point of the daughter punching the mother. So C was busy trying to put out those flames instead of meeting my family.
Thanksgiving dinner was put in “endangered” status. Might not happen but hold on, let’s see how it goes. So we waited some more. The brawling daughter got kicked out of the house so dinner was off. Then the daughter came back but was grumpy so dinner was “maybe”. Eventually C came out and met us and led us to the house where daughter and mother were fine, no longer arguing and even joking around with each other.
Still, in the uproar dinner had been forgotten and now it was late so Thanksgiving dinner that year ended up being at a Shoney’s restaurant.
A few years later my husband and I made plans with C to join her family (now married with kids) for Thanksgiving. She then added in her mother who, at the last minute, decided making a meal was too much trouble and we again ended up at Shoney’s for Thanksgiving dinner. 1008-12