I just have to share the sheer joy I am experiencing NOT hosting Thanksgiving dinner for the second time in two years.
Why I dutifully did it, how I did it enthusiastically ,year after year, after three full force work days in the shop churning out complicated centerpiece after centerpiece, I can't quite imagine.
Today I'm cutting brussel sprouts off the stalks for the one and only dish I will be making, dancing in the kitchen to this, doing a little laundry, replying to many Thanksgiving texts, wearing my Detroit Lions jersey hoping for a better game today.
Neighbors are dropping by, cats are putting their paws over their ears in protest to the music,I'm deep into my 3rd iced latte, the snow/rain/snow/sleet has stopped and all is well in my world.
For this I am grateful.
I'm going to my neighbor Vicky's house for dinner, her family arrived last night and I lounged about in my pajamas and supervised the pie making. Her father has been hiding out in my house this morning trying to avoid the work. But they found him and I had to send him back.
It is so wonderful not to have my eyes on the clock, watching the hours fly by as I attempt to do 100 impossible things before dinner. I have just spent 3 days doing that.
Wishing everyone a day filled with music, laughter, great food, flowers, friends and family, cats and dogs, children, football and lots of leftovers.
Oh and help with the dishes.