Yesterday, we had the first of two Thanksgiving family gatherings. Ordinarily we have one, but travel and work kept some from being able to attend on Thursday- hence we split it into two. Daughter two hosted almost everyone yesterday, and did a bang-up job with dinner. We had beef tenderloin (grilled to perfection by her husband), mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, green beans (my offering), mac and cheese, rolls, pumpkin and apple pies. It was nice to be able to sit back in her recliner and do nothing (for a change.) Feeding a crew of 13-14 at one time is never easy.
Later this week, I am having daughter one and her brood (5) for a traditional Thanksgiving dinner: turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberry sauce, something green, salad, rolls and pumpkin pie, plus a pineapple-upside down cake. There will be no sitting in the recliner that day, at least until dinner is over and the kitchen is clean. One grandchild is a vegetarian now, so my dressing will not have the usual sausage added to it. I may sneak it in on Christmas; that is, if I can restrain myself from making sausage biscuits before Christmas. I am down to my last container of the locally made sausage I am pleased to be gifted every year. (Thanks, Billy and Sandra!)
Commercial Christmas decorating starts tomorrow, then we start again on Friday and go straight through until December 1st, with only one day off during that stretch. I admit that it nearly wore me out last year, so with another year under my belt, I hope to be able to keep up the pace. Wish me luck! If I die with my knife or clippers in my hand, I'll be happy.
Molly the grand dog has come for an extended visit (8 days), and Sammy the visiting cat will get the shock of his life if he enters the back yard through the fence. Molly doesn't know she is an animal. When she encounters another one of any species, her hackles go up, her teeth are bared and much snarling and growling ensue. I suggested a class to get her socialized with other animals, but there is little time for that in the already crammed schedules of her owners. At least when she is here, she can go into the fenced back yard at any time and we don't have to worry about her encountering another animal, unless some hapless squirrel wanders onto the deck in search of acorns. The squirrels are responsible for giving Molly the best exercise of her life, and if she lived here full-time, I suspect we would have deep grooves on the decks, since she follows the same path nearly every time when chasing them.
I probably won't post again before Thanksgiving, so let me say Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours. Please take the time to think about the people and events that you are grateful for in this life, and thank our Creator for them.