Thankfully Alone

In keeping with the recommendations of health officials, last November Jason and I decided not to spend Thanksgiving with anyone but each other. While we missed our families, this odd arrangement did have a few advantages. This was the first year of the many we’ve been married in which Thanksgiving was not a blur of travel and intake. Plus, we were still able to connect with family members through a little technological resourcefulness. All in all, it was a peculiar but pleasant holiday.

As mentioned above, our resolve to be responsible with our Thanksgiving celebrations did have some perks. So, let’s talk perks. We got to try making dressing for the first time ever, a successful experiment. Also, we had delicious leftovers for a week and a half. At the expense of our BMI, we made it through all of them. Additionally, there were no timelines or schedules. After years of hitting two family meals on the same day, our holiday felt relaxing even though we were cooking a full Thanksgiving dinner. That’s an indication of how busy our Thanksgivings tend to be.

a meal miracle
Being novices at constructing an entire Thanksgiving dinner, we were astonished our meal turned out perfectly.

Surprisingly, although it was our first attempt at preparing a Thanksgiving feast, all of our food finished together on time. We had cranberry sauce, dressing, candied yams, smoked turkey, caramel apple pie, and sweet potato pie. Everything was made from scratch by us except the turkey and caramel apple pie. If someone wants to smoke a turkey for me, I won’t say no.

Since I am usually the dessert peddler at my family’s Thanksgiving gorging, Jason and I opted to give our families a little sweetness this year notwithstanding the bitter circumstances. We ordered nine apple pies from our favorite bakery and delivered one to each of our family members the day before the holiday in what we called our Pie Circuit. We stopped on lawns to talk with our relatives, so these simple deliveries took over five hours. I always think I’m going to start cooking for Thanksgiving early the day before, but I never do.

our Thanksgiving
We delivered pies, ran a virtual race, and orchestrated a game tournament, along with typical Thanksgiving activities like consumption.

Jason and I also organized video calls and party games with both our families as a way to stay connected during our disconnection. Similarly, we planned a tournament for the game That’s Pretty Clever. Yup, that’s pretty clever.

Thanksgiving should conjure reflections of gratitude. This year, I was most grateful for my sole meal companion, who also happens to be one amazing hubby. I was also thankful for the technology that made moments of laughter and support with family still possible. However, after this unavoidably solitary Thanksgiving, I’m not sure I’m going to be able to go back to the double-family trauma. Holiday festivities don’t have to happen on actual holidays. Maybe the family togetherness can be spread out instead of occurring all together? I’m just saying.

A Standard Trip

We visited Moab last fall after being absent from its vermillion curves for a year. I’m sorry Moab! We still love you. I hate to offer excuses, but there’s been this whole COVID thing…

Delicate Arch
Delicate Arch stands resolute 52 feet above a swirling sandstone pan.

This trip was all about showing off some of Moab’s standards to my sister’s family, none of whom had been to Moab before. Amazing newcomers in Moab is as simple as walking them outside, so Jason and I can’t take much credit for our inevitable impress success.

beneath the bunches
Although Delicate Arch is probably the most popular hike in the Moab area, we successfully descended below its crowds.

With the world warming up, November didn’t feel like November in Moab. The only giveaway of the season was the lack of light. How are you supposed to see everything you want to with a 5:30 cutoff? Come on Mother Nature, let’s be reasonable.

Pine Tree Arch
Pine Tree Arch is a chunky hole framing a small tree.
Landscape Arch
At 300 feet, Landscape Arch is the longest arch in North America, but it is in no danger of being the widest with a girth of only six feet at its narrowest section.

We spent our first day in Arches National Park. After completing the hike to Delicate Arch, a Moab essential, we covered about three miles in the Devils Garden to see Landscape, Navajo, Tunnel, Pine Tree, and Partition Arch. We navigated most of our return route in darkness, including a tricky fin. Despite our vision deficiency, the adventure was well received by our juvenile companions.

fun with fins
Fins form arches and create fun.

Some of the kids requested a ramble on the Fisher Towers Trail, a wish we happily accommodated the next day. The Fisher Towers are a collection of channeled sandstone spires frosted by layers of burgundy mud. The largest of these, The Titan, is believed to be the tallest free-standing natural tower in the United States at 900 feet. Those pillars aren’t the only fascinating rock formations along this 4.5-mile route though. Bulbous hoodoos seem to mushroom out of the sand, and the final viewpoint overlooks a valley inhabited by a jumble of warped stone figures. Although the weather was more pleasant than we had a right to expect, the wind began accelerating in a chaotic manner near the end of our journey. Outbursts sent fistfuls of dirt into our faces and down our shirts. Our ears and pockets were full of grit by the time we reached the trailhead.

sand icing
The Fisher Towers are iced with dripping mud.

The following day, we visited Moab Giants, a fun dinosaur park and museum near town. Moab Giants focuses on the ancient creatures who once roamed the area with an emphasis on their tracks. On Moab Giant’s Dinosaur Trail, over 100 full-sized replicas can be viewed along with footprint information. The educational and photographical opportunities are plentiful, and we enjoyed both equally.

little dots, normal people
Tall towers. Normal-sized people.
towers transformed
The Fisher Towers undergo transformations from every angle.

Before heading home, we detoured to the Island in the Sky portion of Canyonlands National Park. Between the relentless wind and 45 degrees, Canyonlands was barely tolerable with abundant jackets. Yup, just like that, late fall was back. We hiked to Mesa Arch, a trail short enough to be doable in the cold, and stopped at overlooks of Shafer Canyon and the Grand View Point.

perfectly pocked
Cratered characters gather at the feet of Fisher Towers.
finishing Fisher
The Fisher Towers Trail ends perched above Onion Creek with miles of Southwest expanse beyond.

Although we hiked about 12 miles during our stay, fitness did not follow. The food available in Moab makes the exercise attained inconsequential. Between South African fare from Hidden Cuisine, drunken noodles from Thai Bella, donuts from Doughbird, breakfast delights from Love Muffin, and quesadillas from the Quesadilla Mobilla, we were well fed. We’ll just leave it at that.

deadly displays of affection
That’s one way to embrace death.
a rex requirement
Fake dinosaurs- so hot right now.

How did our young cohorts do with all this adventuring? It took our group much longer to finish each undertaking than expected, but our sluggish spirits remained exuberant. If something takes twice as long, it means you enjoyed it twice as much, right? How did Moab do? It seemed more crowded than normal for November. Maybe others have discovered my November trick. (Dang it!) Or maybe COVID has altered vacation habits.

a grand view
Canyonlands is layer upon layer of plateau and plunge.

Moab, I swear I’ll not stay away so long again… unless another pandemic hits, and I have to survive on pickles and pecans while only communicating with the outside world through toilet paper signals. I guarantee nothing in that case. After all, I wouldn’t want to make any two-ply promises.

Chutes and Wrappers

“Like Scoob, Halloween should be more about candy and less about scary monsters.”

King Solomon himself could not have uttered truer insight regarding last October’s entanglements. However, with a little resourcefulness, Jason and I held the microbe monsters at a distance while keeping the holiday fun close at hand and the sugar ubiquitous.

Jason and I debated the best way to approach trick-or-treating with 2020’s difficulties. On one hand, we didn’t want to be responsible for the proliferation of a potentially serious disease. On the other hand, we did want to be responsible for the proliferation of Halloween amusement. Turning off the porch lights and throwing in the treat towel was considered, but ultimately, we decided to let eerie merriments proceed with precautions.

cool and conscientious
Utilizing a slide that forced social distancing, we found a favorable balance between being conscientious citizens and cool citizens.

Our slick solution? Jason constructed a six-foot candy slide, which we decorated together. On Halloween evening, we hung out on our porch wearing costumes, masks, and gloves ready to serve all the small scroungers. In keeping with our Scooby-Doo theme, we handed out retro candy from the 70s like Pop Rocks, Whatchamacallits, Ring Pops, and Laffy Taffy. (“Handed” doesn’t imply our uncovered hands were involved. Geeze! What do you think this was, 2019?)

How did our slippery plan go? It turns out, kids prefer the slide method to non-slide routes of candy acquisition. Who knew? And although we were outside for hours, I stayed cozy in my Scooby skin. Treat dispersal success!

skeletal fare
Eating appetizing foods that sound unappetizing is one of a hundred things I love about Halloween.

As an interesting social observation, the carefulness of the trick-or-treaters we encountered varied considerably from unmasked hordes to distantly concealed recluses. Some kids clearly were being driven around by cautious parents and were only allowed to go to houses deemed “safe.” We were happy to be amongst these.

Jason and I didn’t just celebrate the holiday by chuting treats. We also made a Halloween feast for ourselves of breadstick bones and ghostly chowder. Gobbling crunchy body parts and flavorsome spirits is one of our warped seasonal traditions.

Despite COVID’s attempts to quell Halloween’s diversions, sliding out some old-fashioned sweetness still made the freaks emerge, and 2020’s scourge didn’t stop us from shooting a mass of bones and savory apparitions into our bellies.