Romantic Thanksgiving date ideas

A lot of people believe that Thanksgiving isn’t Thanksgiving unless you spend it stuffing yourself silly with food, surrounded by annoying uncles and aunts. But for couples without children or whose families are far away, Thanksgiving can be a wonderful opportunity to spend some romantic time together without distractions. So skip all of the stress this Thanksgiving and plan a special day for just the two of you with one of the ideas below.

Cook a meal together for two

While playing hostess to your in-laws and simultaneously cooking a Thanksgiving meal for 10 may seem like a recipe for panic attack, cooking a turkey together with your best guy is filled with sexy opportunities. Envision sipping wine together as you stir the cranberry sauce and let your imagination run wild!

Have someone cook a meal for you

For those of you who think cooking is a chore rather than a delight, there’s nothing like enjoying a Thanksgiving dinner out on the town. Simply make a reservation, show-up and voila! While other women are spending the day slaving over a stove, you and your man can enjoy all of the pleasures of eating a five-course, candle-lit meal with none of the work.

Stay at a B&B

Holidays are so few and far between, why not extend your Thanksgiving into a Thanks-weekend and spend four days being thankful you’re not at home?

Go somewhere warm

Or even better, chuck the idea of a traditionally chilly Thanksgiving and relax the weekend away, basking in the sun at a tropical resort. The trees may not change color in Florida or the Bahamas, but there is still a lot of holiday cheer to be found there.

Watch a parade

You don’t even need to go anywhere to enjoy a romantic Thanksgiving. Sipping hot chocolate and holding hands together while watching a local parade can be just as lovely.

Or snuggle on the couch

Don’t even get dressed! Thanksgiving is one holiday that’s made for sleeping in, so don’t hesitate to ignore that alarm for once. You can always TiVo the parade and watch it later.

Volunteer at a soup kitchen

For couples in pursuit of the true meaning of Thanksgiving, soup kitchens and charity organizations are always in need of volunteers on the holiday when attendance is even higher than usual.

Go see a movie

One of my favorite Thanksgiving traditions is going out to the movies with my boyfriend, just the two of us.

 

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24 Instagram Captions For Thanksgiving Photos With Your Significant Other

Although you and your boo are obviously already the cutest couple around, nailing the perfect Instagram captions for Thanksgiving photos with your significant other can give your cute couples pics an extra sprinkle of (pumpkin) spice this holiday season. From a sweet selfie to a candid, in-the-kitchen snap (that was completely staged by your little sister), holiday photos can be the perfect way to remember and share special memories. Whether you’ve just started seeing someone new or you’ve been smooching your honey for a while, posting a Turkey Day picture can be a great way to spread your cheer with all of your friends and family.

Without the extra stress of the winter holidays and a far cry from the FOMO the New Year’s Eve, Thanksgiving is a time to hang out with your family and friends, eat a ton of good food, and reflect on everything that brings you joy. Maybe you and your partner get matching turkey sweaters from the Goodwill down the street, or perhaps you both prepare for your feast by wearing your favorite earth tone sweatpants.

Whatever the case, these 24 cute and quippy captions for your Thanksgiving couples pics will really give you something to be grateful for.

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  1. Here’s to surviving another holiday not talking about politics with either of our families.
  2. Glad our family members are “day-drinking at home people” and not “5K in the morning” people.
  3. Not pictured: The matching stretch-pants we’re about to put on.
  4. I Googled, “Cute Couple Holiday Poses,” then made *partner’s name* recreate them with me.
  5. I’m so grateful for *partner’s name,* so I’m posting the one where they look cuter.
  6. I’m so grateful my family likes you more than they like me.
  7. Thankful for you every day, but today you get an Instagram post.
  8. I can’t wait to eat too much and then complain about it.
  9. Thanks (for) giving me so much to be thankful for.
  10. I love you almost as much as I love gravy.
  11. I love you from your head to your po-ta-toes.
  12. I can’t wait to rock your gravy boat later.
  13. I’d take a second helping of you.
  14. You’re the whipped cream to my pumpkin pie.
  15. Thanks for adding a little (pumpkin) spice to my life.
  16. You didn’t make me watch the game this year, and for that, we can both be thankful.
  17. I like you even though you like pecan pie more than pumpkin!
  18. Thank you for letting my mom take this (and 50 other) pictures of us.
  19. Thank you for making me take this picture when I was hangry. I am now full of food and gratitude.
  20. Thank you for giving me so much to be thankful for every day.
  21. Grateful.
  22. It takes two to tango — and two to really mess up an apple pie.
  23. Been fallin’ for you for a while.
  24. I love you, even though you burned my pie in the oven this morning.

 

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18 Thanksgiving Instagram Captions To Use If You’re Single & Cranberry Saucy

Happy Thanksgiving!

Don’t be fooled by the monsoon of incoming couples pictures — the holidays are a great time to celebrate your own darn self. Whether you just called it off with a long-term boo or you’ve been playing the field for a while, these Thanksgiving Instagram captions if you’re single will make you feel saucier than the cranberries, guaranteed.

No matter your romantic status, social media an be a sweet way to connect with friends and family all over the globe. From sharing a candid snap of your dad dancing in the kitchen to posting a cute selfie of you and your baby sisters, Thanksgiving is a time to think about everything you’re grateful for and share your feelings with the world around you. Maybe you pretend to be into the “big game” to feel closer to your cousin Brian, or perhaps you help your grandmother peel the carrots for the roast. You can even take some time to think about all the reasons you’re a stellar superstar, and how lucky your friends and family are to have you in their lives. Just saying.

Whatever the case, if you’re a party of one this Turkey Day, here are 18 Instagram captions to use on Thanksgiving.

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  1. Thankful for myself.
  2. Partner? Do you mean, parsnips?
  3. I’m eating for two. Not pregnant or taken — just eating enough food for two people.
  4. My romantic status is: Dodging intrusive questions from my aunt.
  5. Single like a Pringle, and ready to eat.
  6. Sharing this Thanksgiving with Ina Garten’s pumpkin pie because I have high standards for desserts and romantic partners.
  7. I’m thankful for my sweatpants and my sweatpants only.
  8. The only thing I’m putting in my mouth this Thanksgiving is garlic mashed potatoes, and honestly, I’m better for it.
  9. *Holding food* My partner!
  10. Grateful for you. *Holding pie*
  11. Pro tip: When your family asks you why they’re single, ask them if they know someone that deserves to be with you.
  12. In the market for a new crush, so HMU if you can make yams.
  13. Feeling single and (cranberry) saucy — won’t delete later.
  14. Being single means you get two slices of pie, right?
  15. I’m not single, I’m “self-partnered” and thankful for it.
  16. Amazing lighting at the dinner table, you’re welcome.
  17. I love not dating anyone because I never have to pretend I care about football.
  18. Single and not stressing about dealing with someone else’s family. Still stressing about dealing with my own, thought.

 

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Thanksgiving Tradition

Happy Thanksgiving!

Here’s one from 2016

My family has always celebrated Thanksgiving, but Christmas was always our big holiday. I’m always welcome at my older sister Janice’s house every year. She has a big house and we refer to her place as Holiday Headquarters. There was one year many years ago when I was invited to go to my other sister Gabrielle’s house all the way down in North Wildwood, New Jersey. Back then I was newly divorced, and I just didn’t feel like making the drive all the way down there. My daughter was little then and with her Mom and that side of the family for Thanksgiving. I was just happy that my ex-wife was out of the house and out of my life for that matter. I was looking forward to a day of listening to music, watching movies and eating and drinking. I like to be alone. I’m a very social animal, and I get my energy from those around me, but I just wanted a day of sweet nothing and solitude.

I lived in Woodbury, NJ back then. I drove over to the local convenient store and picked up a box of frozen Ellio’s Pizza. It’s a cheap and tasty treat I have loved since I was a lad. The lady at the counter says, “I hope you’re not eating that for Thanksgiving!” I coolly replied, “Oh, no. My daughter loves these things. I always keep them in for her.” (a bold-faced lie)

That night I happily sat on my sofa watching some cool movies, drinking Ketel One vodka and tonics, and eating my delicious Ellio’s Pizza. I had a nice, quiet Thanksgiving. I was grateful to have a family that cared about me and most of all that little Lorelei was in the world.

So I joked around with my sisters about that day, and of course they felt bad for me. They didn’t want me eating frozen pizza and drinking liquor by myself on Thanksgiving, but that’s what I really wanted to do that day. So it’s sort of become a family joke every year for Thanksgiving. It came up again this year, when I declined my sister’s invitation. It’s not that I didn’t want to see her, but I’ve seen her a lot lately, and my parents have passed, so what’s the point? Once the main anchors of a family die, usually the children retreat to their own little families. She understood and we’ll all get together at her annual holiday party in December at Holiday Headquarters.

I went to the Midtown Diner and had a huge breakfast at the counter. Scrambled eggs, bacon and french toast. It’s too much food, but I crushed it all and it was delicious. I went back to my house and did some writing. Lorelei escaped the clutches of having to spend Thanksgiving with her mother. She went to her boyfriend’s mother’s house. She’s a hard-core vegan and made some really creative dishes. I’m glad she’s happy and I’m sure they were glad to have her there for the holiday.

I finished a chapter, and wanted to get something to eat around 4:30. I left the house and walked down to South street. Everything was closed, but I didn’t feel like going into Walgreens where I’d have to get something to heat up or bake in the oven. Then I looked to the left and remembered there was a new 7-Eleven a block away.

I stopped in and was surprised at all of the people in there buying stuff. Maybe I could start a little Thanksgiving club with them. They could come over with a load of 7-Eleven food and I’d supply the booze. I picked up some things and headed back to the house.

The city was deserted. Dark and eerily quiet because everybody was off doing their family things. I got home, went to my desk and fired up an old episode of Columbo on Netflix. I poured myself a vodka and club soda. I don’t drink Ketel One anymore at home. Too expensive. I only have it out now in a martini, straight up with a twist. My current brand is Platinum X7 by Sazerac. A 1.75 bottle is $20. My favorite thing to mix it with is Polar club soda with lemon that I buy by the liter at Walgreens. I tore open the small bag of Lay’s potato chips. Then opened the box that contained the quarter pound 7-Eleven hot dog, and spread mustard along its length.

Changed it up this year! Wanted to send a pic to all of my sisters but decided against it.

A man who can sit in a room alone and be satisfied is a man that has found inner peace.” – My Dad

 

 

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Thanksgiving Tradition

The lady at the counter says, “I hope you’re not eating that for Thanksgiving!” I coolly replied, “Oh, no. My daughter loves these things. I always keep them in for her.” (a bold-faced lie)

My family has always celebrated Thanksgiving, but Christmas was always our big holiday. I’m always welcome at my older sister Janice’s house every year. She has a big house and we refer to her place as Holiday Headquarters. There was one year many years ago when I was invited to go to my other sister Gabrielle’s house all the way down in North Wildwood, New Jersey. Back then I was newly divorced, and I just didn’t feel like making the drive all the way down there. My daughter was little then and with her Mom and that side of the family for Thanksgiving. I was just happy that my ex-wife was out of the house and out of my life for that matter. I was looking forward to a day of listening to music, watching movies and eating and drinking. I like to be alone. I’m a very social animal, and I get my energy from those around me, but I just wanted a day of sweet nothing and solitude.

I lived in Woodbury, NJ back then. I drove over to the local convenient store and picked up a box of frozen Ellio’s Pizza. It’s a cheap and tasty treat I have loved since I was a lad. The lady at the counter says, “I hope you’re not eating that for Thanksgiving!” I coolly replied, “Oh, no. My daughter loves these things. I always keep them in for her.” (a bold-faced lie)

That night I happily sat on my sofa watching some cool movies, drinking Ketel One vodka and tonics, and eating my delicious Ellio’s Pizza. I had a nice, quiet Thanksgiving. I was grateful to have a family that cared about me and most of all that little Lorelei was in the world.

So I joked around with my sisters about that day, and of course they felt bad for me. They didn’t want me eating frozen pizza and drinking liquor by myself on Thanksgiving, but that’s what I really wanted to do that day. So it’s sort of become a family joke every year for Thanksgiving. It came up again this year, when I declined my sister’s invitation. It’s not that I didn’t want to see her, but I’ve seen her a lot lately, and my parents have passed, so what’s the point? Once the main anchors of a family die, usually the children retreat to their own little families. She understood and we’ll all get together at her annual holiday party in December at Holiday Headquarters.

I went to the Midtown Diner and had a huge breakfast at the counter. Scrambled eggs, bacon and french toast. It’s too much food, but I crushed it all and it was delicious. I went back to my house and did some writing. Lorelei escaped the clutches of having to spend Thanksgiving with her mother. She went to her boyfriend’s mother’s house. She’s a hard-core vegan and made some really creative dishes. I’m glad she’s happy and I’m sure they were glad to have her there for the holiday.

I finished a chapter, and wanted to get something to eat around 4:30. I left the house and walked down to South street. Everything was closed, but I didn’t feel like going into Walgreens where I’d have to get something to heat up or bake in the oven. Then I looked to the left and remembered there was a new 7-Eleven a block away.

I stopped in and was surprised at all of the people in there buying stuff. Maybe I could start a little Thanksgiving club with them. They could come over with a load of 7-Eleven food and I’d supply the booze. I picked up some things and headed back to the house.

The city was deserted. Dark and eerily quiet because everybody was off doing their family things. I got home, went to my desk and fired up an old episode of Columbo on Netflix. I poured myself a vodka and club soda. I don’t drink Ketel One anymore at home. Too expensive. I only have it out now in a martini, straight up with a twist. My current brand is Platinum X7 by Sazerac. A 1.75 bottle is $20. My favorite thing to mix it with is Polar club soda with lemon that I buy by the liter at Walgreens. I tore open the small bag of Lay’s potato chips. Then opened the box that contained the quarter pound 7-Eleven hot dog, and spread mustard along its length.

Changed it up this year! Wanted to send a pic to all of my sisters but decided against it.

A man who can sit in a room alone and be satisfied is a man that has found inner peace.” – My Dad

 

 

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