My journal of big words and pretty pictures
The plans for the upcoming Thanksgiving weekend include climbing into the dark abyss that is our attic, halogen lamp in hand, topography map at the ready, GPS coordinates memorized, all to successfully locate and transport our Christmas decorations into the living room. It will be a family event. The Boy, our Girl, the Mister and … Continue reading Holidays past
In our thanksgiving, Let us also be bountiful in our humanity, Compassion and generosity. NaBloPoMo 27/30
I’ve been cooking for three days. Tomorrow, there are angel biscuits and an apple pie left to bake, then meringue to top off the coconut cream pie I made today. A glazed ham was baked earlier, and my Mister will deep fry two turkey breasts about an hour before we all sit down for dinner … Continue reading Here we come a-wassailing
Perusing my photo library for something to include in my Giving Thanks posts, I looked back to this time last year. It’s been raining here since Friday. Forecasts call for sunny skies the remainder of the week, much like it was last Thanksgiving. This is more like how the weather is supposed to be in … Continue reading Nothing but blue skies
My emotions are all a jumble. This is our first Thanksgiving apart. Even saying it like that, “apart,” seems only temporary. I supposed given the circumstances, “asunder,” would be more accurate. I made dressing for dinner even though I never liked eating it. I would only make it for you. I guess it was simply … Continue reading Fragile thanksgiving
It’s been one of those mind-numbingly boring weekends. Rain - and not just a miserable winter drizzle, but a torrential, thunder-n-lightning tempest - has kept me inside, and I need to go shopping for Thanksgiving dinner fixin’s. I have one lonely can of French-cut green beans, and not much else. No turkey or ham thawing in … Continue reading Takeout for Thanksgiving
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