I hope you all had a great Thanksgiving, I know we did. We had two of H's brothers over with their familes. The total was about 13 people in the house, from adult to newly arrived. We feasted on turkey (of course, no tofurkey here), yams, mashed potatoes with a LOT of butter, stuffing, deviled eggs, rolls, gravy, and plenty of desserts. I could only handle one plateful. I'm a lightweight. The kids ate and played and ran wild while the adults ate and chatted and passed around the baby (a new niece). It was a great time. This was only the second time I've made the turkey, but I felt pretty confident since the first one came out pretty awesome. This one did too. And I'm sure there was enough butter in the mashed potatoes to clog an artery, but hey, it's Thanksgiving.
After dinner, I made a fire in the living room and we watched "Blades of Glory", slowly saying goodbye to everyone. All four of us ended up passed out on the living room couch and floor, waking up at 3 a.m. to tuck the kids in and trudge to bed. The house is chaos this morning, a sign that fun was had by all (hee hee, Trippy). I would post pics of the aftermath, but I'm not that crazy. But I will go get dressed (yes, I'm still not dressed), clean up, and stuff myself silly with leftovers while thinking about just how fortunate I am to live the life I live, in the country I love, with my family that I adore, and to have enough work to pay for the bills that help keep us warm and fed. God bless you and yours.