Thanksgiving has been over and done for a few days now, but it still lingers in my Monday Mind. I'd been planning for Thanksgiving for a while. Not just the day, but the entire week surrounding it. It was a week when my parents would be stopping by en route to/from my brother's house, my youngest son would have off from school, my aunt would be staying with us, my oldest son would be venturing in and out, and my daughter would be coming home from college. And it was a week when I'd be cooking a Thanksgiving meal.
While I was most definitely looking forward to all of those things, I'd prepared myself for the following:
Here's what really happened:
My parents' plans hit a snafu and they had to cancel, but had a nice Thanksgiving at their home. My aunt wanted to make a chocolate run the moment she arrived. I was 100% on board with that decision. The mom taxi was on the go, but not any more than normal. I screwed up two ingredients for my Thanksgiving meal, but no one seemed to notice. FYI - evaporated milk and condensed milk are not at all the same thing. The fire department stayed away. We did get take out food to eat, but it was not on Thanksgiving Day. I had plenty of quality time with my kids, loved every minute of it, and they still got to hang out with their friends. I'm a little exhausted, but it was totally worth it. Also - I completely dropped the ball on the pictures - as in the only ones I took were of my turkey and some half eaten platters of food. Sorry family...
Our Thanksgiving ended with two people having awful colds, one person having a mysterious allergic reaction (I swear I didn’t try to kill anyone) and another having an even more mysterious bug bite, because holiday meals in my home are never picture perfect... but the food was plentiful, there was family around the table, and in the end we each had much to be thankful for.
I hope your family had a peaceful and thankful holiday as well.