I’m still glowing from my Thanksgiving experience. What? What’s that? I’m not glowing? It’s just gravy on my face? Oh. That’s okay. I really don’t mind. Slurrrrrp!
Well. Now it’s over. Thanksgiving is over. But I’m still thankful! I’m so thankful for the food that was served, the hands that prepared it, the time that was spent with family, the fresh, cold air. Boy, it sure was chilly out! We loved it! The kids had a wonderful time getting all bundled up and running around my Grandmother’s picturesque backyard. And me?! I loved it too! The cold weather is refreshing. Puts a little color in one’s cheeks!
I jumped on the “selfie” bandwagon, for the sole purpose of my blog. Sue me HA! At least there were no duck lips. You’re welcome.
Thanksgiving really refreshed me. It always makes me feel so good inside to go to where I spent a lot of my childhood, to see my boys run around the same yard my brother and I did, chasing each other, whapping sticks on trees, falling in the mud. It is life, come full-circle. It’s so beautiful to me.
The boys were SO adorable and had the best time. Listen, as a little aside, I see and am aware of the denim on denim situation on not one but, TWO, children, and I realize it’s not the most fashionable. Perhaps in another lifetime. But they were warm!! Their little exposed cheeks and noses were pink from the crisp air and running around.
We even threw around a football. We are not a sporty family, but it was so fun playing “catch”. Look how teeny Smalls is holding that “HUGE” football. My little peanut.
The weather was just perfect. I am so thankful for that. Beautiful sunlight, peeking through the wise, hundred-year-old oak trees made for a perfect backdrop to a gorgeous day.
Teeny little Smalls (apt name!) loved the freedom to roam and play.
Bigs and my brother (his favorite Uncle) had so much fun trudging through the woods, wielding sticks, of course! Uncle taught him so many things.
And, at the end of the day, we only had a few casualties in the form of a scrape on Smalls’ nose, lips and hands from falling on the driveway while running, and some muddy shoes and jeans. I’d call that quite a success!
The food was absolutely delicious. Everyone outdid themselves. I adore seeing a potluck-style meal come together. It is so wonderful to me to see the best work of everyone, which is all so varied and lovingly prepared, in one kitchen and then later, on each plate.
I could only do one round this time. I was so stuffed. And so blessed to be so.
I didn’t get any turkey pictures before (or after, really) it was sliced. But, it was GOOD. And the skin was crispy and salty, just as it should be. We had that glorious turkey, two kinds of stuffing, fruit salad, ham, broccoli and cheese casserole, green bean casserole, my macaroni casserole, whipped potatoes, honey & cinnamon glazed carrots, sweet potato casserole with marshmallows, two kinds of cranberry sauce, and rolls. Then the desserts. Our plates runneth(‘ed) over.
I want it again. Like now. Too bad I finished off my leftovers as a second dinner once the boys were in bed. And pumpkin pie too. And a few bites of the coconut frosting from my rock cake (see below). I regret nothing. Well, maybe one thing – that I didn’t make a Thanks Be To The Sandwich…next time.
The Coconut Cake I made was so beautiful, but I must be honest. It was dry as a bone. I was not so happy with it. It was dense. I love a dense cake. Many wedding cakes are dense and I love that. But it was dense and hard. Sort of like a rock. I had it properly wrapped and sealed in the fridge and I followed the recipe almost to a “T” (didn’t keep it in the fridge for 3 days, but instead 2 – and thank God for that!!), but there was just no hope. I think I’ll stick with my other recipe for next year. Big bummer! That face-sized slice just didn’t get finished. Thank goodness there were other desserts (Pumpkin Pie, Apple Crumble Pie, Key Lime Pie).
Now, it’s time to bask in the glow of a lovely holiday and then get my boo-tay in
the gym gear for Christmas. And, for now, I’ll be thankful that I am not wearing any makeup and letting my face breathe and that I’m also not in the throngs of people fighting and pushing to get the best deals on Black Friday. My boys and I will stay inside and I’ll go crazy with cabin fever snuggle and cuddle on the couch in our jammies.
I’m so thankful. Just…thankful.
I hope you all had a very blessed, thank-filled day,