Do come in....We'll likely have a few more coffee chats for a bit. I'm worn slap out at the moment and despite decorating for Christmas and feeling inspired, I feel tired and that means inspiration thus far sputters. Sputters do not start fires. They just light up for a quick moment and then they are dead ash. I was hoping for more, but considering all in all, I'll go in sputters for the time being.
How are YOU doing with the Thanksgiving leftovers? I quelled mine and ended up with an impressive little bit of freezer meal magic for those super busy days ahead. Butternut Soup (with a surprise addition) and a future filling for a turkey pot pie, and even a double portion of dressing and turkey with gravy for one of those days when we're less near gobbling.
I will do a quick share of our Thanksgivings. I went to Sam and Bess' on Thursday for the DAY OF celebration. Katie was too sick to come and that was fine. It's a long drive when you feel quite well. Sam decided to try frying his turkey and let me just tell you, I opened up my car door and could smell that bird cooking and it made me hungry right away. And he'd just put it in! It turned out absolutely delicious. It takes far less time to fry a whole bird than it does to bake one. John also had a fried turkey at his workplace and the other guys all brought in side dishes. John contributed potato salad and macaroni salad and rolls. He came home raving about his turkey, too.
The grandchildren were busy playing and had no time at all for acknowledging the presence of Gramma....though Josh did go stand at the window for a moment and he said wonderingly "It's Genny's car!" He turned and saw me and smiled and that was it, the whole grand greeting of the Gramma. That was fine. It was obvious the children were having fun.