I’m writing this from my kitchen island. I have boiled yams, made a pumpkin-chiffon pie and I’m about to cut up carrots for the Carrot Puffs that I hope will fool my youngest grandchildren into thinking they’re eating dessert. I will cut the ends off the string beans tonight. The table is set with china and silver and yellow flowers. (See the place tag above—Tom did his Photoshop magic with the one card I bought at Target). We bought a high chair for Louis, and a push button Elmo phone that talks back, and a yellow truck that also makes noise of some kind when you thump on it.
Most of my preparations have been for four-year old Elliot, who LOVES to watch movies, especially anything with Thomas the Train in it. So I made him a corner in the upstairs hall with colored pillows, one of them I embroidered with “Elliot’s Corner” on it. There’s a red IKEA table with a TV/VCR on it and a stool that I painted red and blue in case he doesn’t want to sit on the floor. There’s a yellow circle rug, and seven—count them—seven Thomas the Train DVDs.
Maybe, I’m over medicated.
Here’s a few things I’m thankful for this Thanksgiving in no particular order:
1. The boys, their wives, their kids. Who knew it would be so good?
2. Hot hot water whenever I want it.
3. Thank you, Lord, for helping me lose those fifty pounds and keeping them off.
4. Tom
5. Two working cars.
6. Saturdays in the temple
7. Virtual friends on the blogosphere
8. Anne’s German “parents,” Herbert and Josa, who love her like we do.
9. My writers’ group.
10. The anticipation of 10-days in NYC over the holidays.
So what are you thankful for today? And if something went terribly wrong, I’d really like to hear about that too. I love to hear about things going askew, like Rebecca’s horrible cranberry pear pie. Thanksgiving 2009. Sublime or something else?
8 comments:
Louise, I love you forever.
Our Thanksgiving was fantastic. My rolls were the best I've ever made.
Now we're just sitting here, waiting for midnight. That's when the mall opens, and we're going shopping. Are we crazy or what?
You're not over medicated. You're the hostess with the mostess.
Happy Thanksgiving Tom and Louise.
No mishaps in Pinehurst, just beautiful weather, fabulous food and relaxing!
I bet Elliot loved his little spot.
You always did know how to put together a dinner party.
Can't wait until Christmas!
Strangely, I'm grateful for difficult experiences. They force you to make changes you should probably be making anyway.
Grateful for you and Tom, too, Louise. Thank you for your beautiful friendship.
My mom's turkey was medium rare. We may have been one of the few families that had Thanksgiving dinner without any turkey.
I cooked my first big meal for 21 people. Besides forgetting to serve the stuffing because it was burning in the oven the worst thing that happened was this:
My 3 year old Angel Baby, Evan decided that while he was eating pumpkin pie he would open his big, slimy mouthful to the skies and scream, "I'M EATING DIARRHEA!"
Impressed with the vocab word, but...
Katy, some day I'm driving to Arizona to have lunch with you.
Doddles, how about I do Christmas Eve dinner?
Ann, I love you for all the right reasons.
Heather, your mother now needs a Hawaiian vacation.
Angie, you made me laugh out loud. Thank you.
Katy, some day I'm driving to Arizona to have lunch with you.
Doddles, how about I do Christmas Eve dinner?
Ann, I love you for all the right reasons.
Heather, your mother now needs a Hawaiian vacation.
Angie, you made me laugh out loud. Thank you.
Post a Comment