Proudly, a Side Chick…

So, I am a side chick.

Yes, I said it and frankly, I am proud of it.

I’ve finally reached an age and stage in my life where I am no longer trying to make other people happy with my decisions. 

You can judge me.  You can look down your nose at me.  You can see me as less than you.

I. DO. NOT. CARE.

I don’t need your support or approval for my choices and my actions.

Seriously, this is my life and I get to decide how I live it. 

And being a side chick is how I am going to PROUDLY live out the rest of my days.

Because….

I HATE TURKEY….and I am no longer going to eat it.  No one can make me.

From this point forward, for BOTH Canadian and American Thanksgivings, I will only be eating the side dishes.  Well, I will also eat appetizers.  And dessert.

But, NO. MORE. TURKEY.

Yes children, I will cook one for you all but only because I love you (and gravy).

I am an adult and these are decisions that I am allowed to make.

And a HIGH FIVE to all the other SIDE CHICKS out there….

HAPPY THANKSGIVING 😊