Giving Thanks
About an hour and a half ago we finished cleaning up from Thanksgiving dinner. The fine china is clean and put away. The fridge is stocked with leftovers. We've already run the various articles of clothing which received various food/wine impacts through the wash (ES1 is on her third shirt today). We can now finally relax and think about all we have to be thankful for.
First, we can be thankful that that there are great people whose Thanksgiving posts can be easily liked to. Examples include:
The Manolo
LaShawn Barber
Kim at Emergiblog
The boys of BlackFive
The boys at OpFor
ES1 had the week off, and we decided we wanted to have Thanksgiving dinner. Her parents brought a Turkey, stuffing, and bread. My parents brought red cabbage and dressing. We made a beef roast, squash, mashed potatoes, gravy, a Pumpkin Pie, a Pecan Pie, and cranberry relish. We had 11 people altogether, 2 of whom had to leave towards the end of the meal, but actually stayed longer than we thought they could.
Everyone had a great time.
Nobody fought.
We only went through 3 bottles of wine.
There's still plenty of my 18 year old Macallan left.
The cut on my finger didn't hit the bone and should heal quickly.
It makes us feel like real adults. It scares me how much that doesn't scare me. Or maybe it doesn't. What did I just say?
Anyway, the last few weeks are starting to catch up to me. For our freedom, for our family, for our friends, for each other, we give thanks.
Anyone hungry? We have food.
Really. We have food.
Really. Kristen and Howard are coming over tomorrow and we still have too much food.
First, we can be thankful that that there are great people whose Thanksgiving posts can be easily liked to. Examples include:
The Manolo
LaShawn Barber
Kim at Emergiblog
The boys of BlackFive
The boys at OpFor
ES1 had the week off, and we decided we wanted to have Thanksgiving dinner. Her parents brought a Turkey, stuffing, and bread. My parents brought red cabbage and dressing. We made a beef roast, squash, mashed potatoes, gravy, a Pumpkin Pie, a Pecan Pie, and cranberry relish. We had 11 people altogether, 2 of whom had to leave towards the end of the meal, but actually stayed longer than we thought they could.
Everyone had a great time.
Nobody fought.
We only went through 3 bottles of wine.
There's still plenty of my 18 year old Macallan left.
The cut on my finger didn't hit the bone and should heal quickly.
It makes us feel like real adults. It scares me how much that doesn't scare me. Or maybe it doesn't. What did I just say?
Anyway, the last few weeks are starting to catch up to me. For our freedom, for our family, for our friends, for each other, we give thanks.
Anyone hungry? We have food.
Really. We have food.
Really. Kristen and Howard are coming over tomorrow and we still have too much food.
posted by Obi-Wandreas, The Funky Viking | 10:13 PM
1 Comments:
Heh. We will be on our way shortly, but fair warning -- my parents apparently really, really wanted to do lunch with all us kids and our SOs today. It didn't happen until 2:30pm.
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