What was your biggest (funniest, silliest, most embarassing) Thanksgiving Day disaster?

My dad almost burned down our kitchen one year in the morning when he started cooking. He had put butter in a pan to melt it and then stepped away. It caught fire and started burning the hood above the stove and the cabinets next to the stove. There was so much smoke that the white sweater I had sitting on my bed (upstairs) to wear that evening when everyone came to dinner was completely black (and I had my bedroom door shut). Luckily, we were able to get the fire out, air out the house, and clean the house in time for everyone to come for dinner.

I caused quite a rift within the family by making fun of my uncle. He and his wife were discussing a golfing high school they wanted to send their (8 year old) son to in a few years. Apparently you play golf in the morning and afternoon, practice golf during the day and have some tutoring in ‘other’ subjects (i.e. normal school) in the evening. I merely asked if they set up regular therapy appointments, or was it more of an as-you-need-it service for these poor kids.

Turns out they didn’t find it very funny. It’s been seven years and they’ve pretty much cut off all contact with our family. I’m headed to California this week for Thanksgiving with my grandmother (8 miles away from my uncle and aunt) and they’re not going to come.

3 T-Givings ago when I was at a good friends.

Her sister brought her raging alcoholic boyfriend and we all wanted to go riding before dinner.

This guy was so shitfaced we didn’t want to let him near the horses. lol

He actually stood in front of a horse holding a bridle and shouting, I am NOT exagerating!

“Open your mouth HORSE!”

OMG!

Thankfully, we lured him back to the house to make Magaritas and we snuck off for an hour.

My (then) 84 year old grandmother said “dick” at the table (Yes, in reference to a penis.). I almost spit out my food in some emotion between shock and hysterical laughter. Just in case anyone is wondering, my grandmother was sharp as a tack up until the last day of her life. She was just.. quirky. :)

My sister went into “food coma” one year. She normally doesn’t eat much, but for some reason she decided to eat three full plates. Five hours later, she was still rolling around on the den floor, complaining how bad she felt. No one could watch TV all day because she refused to move. I guess she missed our mom’s cooking…

One Thanksgiving my mom invited a bunch of her single coworkers (who also happened to be teachers at the high school I attended at the time) to celebrate Thanksgiving with us. We didn’t know them very well. Someone referred to Idaho, and the butch lesbian English teacher blurted out “YOU-da-ho!” We still laugh about that one.

My then 4 year old said in front of my parents, my aunt and uncle, and ugh my gramma “Mom! Get your fork outta my goddamn potatoes!” I couldn’t help it, I laughed so hard I snorted.

I was 18 and my gf was 16. she and i had been invited to her aunts house for Thanksgiving dinner. as i drove into the driveway, i could smell the turkey cooking from their kitchen. I knocked on the door and gf had already arrived and answered the door. dinner lacked about 30 minutes, so we just hung out together and played some games.

The dinner bell rang and off we go to a great Thanksgiving Day meal….......or maybe.

I was 6 ft. 5 inches tall. their Thanksgiving dinner was on a harvest table, that was directly underneath a huge crystal glass chandelier. we all took our seats and the blessing was said. i realized i had to go to the bathroom. not wanting to stall anyone from eating, i quickly raised up out of my chair and hit that damn chandelier with my head. not one or two pieces of glass fell on the Thanksgiving dinner, but rather the whole chandelier fell and smothered the turkey. not many guys have heart attacks at age 18, but i felt one coming. embarrased is not a good enough word for how i felt. i said i was sorry and walked out the front door and drove my car home.

I was never invited back and gf’s father moved the whole family 300 miles away from me.

That was a black Turkey Day for me.

@john65pennington

Awwww….‘black turkey day’ hahaha

Worst meal: My ex-mother in law once ‘cooked’ the turkey for half a day before she realized her oven wasn’t working anymore. The outside looked pretty done, so she brought it to the table. The inside was raw. Ick.

Worst (but funniest) experience: We had a house full of guests, including our new neighbors – a huge family who’d moved cross country, and had no where to spend the holiday. My ex-husband had sweet potatoes topped with marshmallows in the oven, set it to broil to brown the top, and walked away. Minutes later, the mother asks, “Is your oven supposed to be smoking like that?” Next thing we know, he’s running through the house with a flaming 9×13 pan, trying to get the thing outside without burning himself or the house down, setting off every smoke alarm in the place.