A Very Happy Thanksgiving

It's Thanksgiving evening and all is quiet. Everyone has gone home, sometimes with urged leftovers in hand. The smell of smoked turkey, dressing, and roast still lingers. My little dogs are tuckered out, especially Iyah, my elderly fellow. As the last crew left I saw him lift his head briefly from his doggy bed and then snuggle back down in exhaustion. I think each of us had a good time and we truly were thankful to be together sharing this meal on this special day. "God bless us every one".

Let Them Eat Cake

Saturday was busy with me trying to clear off the dining room table in anticipation of serving dinner there to my family. The paperwork (okay it was more than a little) wound up in a pile that will hopefully permanently disappear by the time I think about them again. I head to the kitchen to make the cake. After the cake is mixed then comes the call: "Who wants a beater?" and "still have a bowl available". As I'm turning to the line that has formed behind me, with beaters in each hand I see my grown daughter standing there, waiting for her beater too. I laughed. She didn't. This was a serious thing. I gave her the bowl.

Just In Case You Want To Know What I Want For Christmas

I stopped for a visit with my grandkids yesterday who were home out of school. Middle child, Miz M, walks me out the door and comments "You can get me a BS for Christmas. The one with the horses. I know it's in your budget". Funny thing about that conversation. I don't even know what my budget is! Isn't she a clever girl to figure that out before I do!