Hardcore Pepperocini

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

"We are born and born again most gracefully, plus the winds of time will take us with a sure and steady hand, when the river meets the sea..."

-Emmet Otter and his Mommy-face

In eight hours, I will be on my way to Milwaukie. I won't be there for long, only a little more than 48 hours, but I'm too excited to care. After reading my sister's blog, (ktpez.blogspot.com), I became inspired to write a thanksgiving blog.

My family is so important to me, and they mean more to me than I could ever put into words. Each one of us is so amazing. There is something about being a Pesznecker that just feels so embedded in everything that you do. I'm constantly thinking of my family, and even though we are rarely all together, I always feel that they are close by. Its just an amazing support system. Last night, for example, I called my brother and went from laughing to crying to yelling, to laughing, to calmly talking about a research paper that I am working on. All in a matter of 20 minutes. They are all my best friends. Even my poodle is a Pesznecker. He has more personality than many people I have met!

So of course holidays like Thanksgiving make me think of them even more. My earliest memories of Thanksgiving are at my Grandma's house, pardon me, my GAMMIE'S house, in Beaverton. This includes the first time that I ever read through a piece of piano music with no help from anyone! Then there were two or three thanksgivings at Black Butte, and that was fun. After that it was at Eagle Crest, which is where Gammie and her Joe-honey live. It is a great place, and I loved spending Thanksgiving there. Memories of Joe's "jokes", Gammie's food, cross-stitch, sitting in the hot tub while it was snowing, and shopping in Sisters.

More than anything, it was all of us being together. I consider my entire family closer than any family I have met, and specifically Mommy, Scotty, Katie, Me, and Ernie. Yep, Ernie. I swear, my family is so close it is impossible to explain. And that even applies to the Poodle.

I have spent the last three Thanksgivings with my brother in California, and it has been a blast every year. Even last year when I was really sick and spent most of the time sleeping. This year I'm too poor to go to California and was going to just stay in Ashland until my Milwaukie buddies said they could take me home and get me back in time for work on Sunday.

So tonight at 10 PM, (when the driver gets off of work), I'm off to Milwaukie, where I will spend thanksgiving with my Mommy, Bill, Gammie, Joe, and Ernie. I haven't spent thanksgiving with them in quite awhile, and am looking forward to it. And it'll probably make me miss my bro-wo and sister-face that much more... but I'll see them soon.

Its amazing... family... this group of people (plus one poodle) that I love so much it hurts, and I have never once doubted their love for me. And I never will.

Happy Thanksgiving.

4 Comments:

  • At 2:59 PM, Blogger Katie said…

    Awwwwww! I LOVE YOU, SISTER!

     
  • At 7:09 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Sniff .... sniff .....

    xoxoxoxoxoxo
    Mom

     
  • At 8:17 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Fuzzy poodles!!!! I love you, Erin...
    Trevor

     
  • At 7:35 AM, Blogger Gama said…

    I hope you had wonderful time with your lovely family.
    It's nice to have a family like yours, that always are going to be there for you, and take care of each other no matter what :)

     

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