Halloween memories- the year my husband and I went to a party. I was Little Red Riding Hood - think very short red skirt, high black boots, long red braid (fake), etc. It was the Saturday night before Halloween. We got lost and my husband refused to go in public in a costume. I had to go into a service station alone dressed like that. It certainly brought out the big bad wolf in the attendants. My girls wore the costume for several years but they weren't old enough to attract that kind of attention.
Some of my favorite Thanksgivings were when we had terrible snowstorms and couldn't leave town to go downstate to relatives so we had impromptu dinners with good friends who were in the same boat. One of us always had a turkey - usually me - with such a large family I always bought one when they were on sale whether we were going to be home or not. Then there was the year my oven quit with the family dinner at my house - I had to borrow my neighbor's oven. All those children came in handy to run food back and forth. Now my youngest really wants a family dinner like he remembers here and I'm afraid to attempt it with my back. If he lived close enough to come early to cook, it would work but he doesn't. He's very good in the kitchen.