Thanksgiving. While I understand my wife's position that every day should be a thankful day and one day devoted to thanks, eating and football is not necesssary, I respectfully disagree. I adore thanksgiving. I love the coming together of family. The jokes, the noise the hubbub. I love polishing the flatware that my mother in law got in Thailand many years ago when they were stationed there. I love polishing my mom's silver candlesticks and tenderly washing my grandmothers serving bowl. I love decorating a pretty holiday table and adding our things--pretty napkin rings and the dinnerware to those things that have come down through the generations.
It's not so much about the food for me, honestly. Lots of the food is stuff I would not eat. Yams that have been tortured in syrup in a can don't rock my world. But for my brother in law, who I love dearly, they ARE thanksgiving and must be present! Turkey is something I have not eaten in about 25 years. But I'll walk a mile for my own home made parker house rolls and I am guessing the rest of those gathered would too as there were only 2 left at the end of the meal!
I love watching the kids hanging out with aunts and uncles and their Pop Pop . Rob sharing his music, KC cracking jokes, Chet chiming in and Miss Lissa being the diva princess as only a 4 year old girl can be. I feel very blessed.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
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totally with you! And love those parker house rolls! I made 60, we had a party of 16 and there were 4 left by the end of the night! Happy Thanksgiving!
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