Every year for the past five years or so, I’ve posted open Thanksgiving invitations to our home. Literally, I’ve publicly stated that if “anyone reading this” doesn’t have anyone to spend Thanksgiving with, they could spend it with us. I’ve had a few friends say this is very kind and generous. My wife says this is very crazy and stressful. Then again, I’m simply the one that unleashes this madness upon the world. Susan is the one that has to worry if we’ll have enough mashed potatoes to go around if two hundred people were to show up.
As a compromise, I made a minor concession this year — the offer still stands, but if you plan on coming, please let me/us know in advance. (That way, Susan won’t freak out quite so bad.) Between Facebook, Twitter and e-mail subscribers to my blog, over 2,000 people will be immediately notified the minute this offer goes live. I think an RSVP is fair.
I’m getting sappier in my old age, and hate the thought of people I know spending time alone during the holidays. If you don’t have anyone else to hang with, you can always come hang with me.
One of these years, I’ll be there.