The best part of Thanksgiving (aside, of course, from all the food… glorious food) are all those little traditions we have. An annual viewing of A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving or a blurry-eyed trek (thanks for nothing, tryptophan) to your local mall at the stroke of midnight for Black Friday can be as comforting and important as the meaning of the holiday itself.
For instance, on Thanksgiving, I will inevitably sleep through the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade despite my best efforts not to (there were some exceptionally cool balloons this year!), eat until I require a pair of Thanksgiving pants, and head to the movies with my best friend right after we’ve recovered from the desert portion of the holiday glutton-fest. It’s as certain as death and taxes, PopWatchers. READ FULL STORY