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.
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?