The Annual Flaunting of Gratitude

Sarah McMahon
4 min readNov 23, 2023

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“What are you thankful for?” I asked Mike, my long-suffering boyfriend, who is often mistaken for my husband, not because we wear rings but because he is quite a bit older than me. “Long in the tooth,” as the horse people say. I was expecting him to say, “Oh, I’m so very grateful for you, my sweet, precious, intelligent, stunningly beautiful girlfriend.” But instead he just said, “Baby Jesus.”

Mike isn’t a radical atheist or anything, but I also know for a fact that he does not pray to the lord baby Jesus each night. It’s funny sometimes, the things other people think are funny. Just the other night, we took a sunset walk, and he guffawed out loud at a lone suitcase that sat in the alleyway, covered inconspicuously with a plastic garbage bag. Mike thought it funny but I just thought it sad.

The day before Thanksgiving is commonly known as “Blackout Wednesday” because it’s one of the biggest drinking nights of the year. Meanwhile, Thanksgiving Day is one of the largest days for running, thanks to our beloved Turkey Trots. Not to be blunt or anything, but what are we doing?? To quickly recap; Americans drink themselves into blackouts before arising at 6 a.m. to slog through a local 5k before gorging themselves on sleep-inducing turkey. Then on Friday, we spend frivolously because…