Gobble Gobble

With everything going on at the moment we decided not to go out of town for Thanksgiving. CH is trying to finish up some projects at the new house. I wanted to do something in the spirit of the great turkey, but not really feeling up to the full day or more of preparation.

CH however, in all his charmingness, volunteered to cook a turkey. I have never cooked one myself, but he has (I have witnessed this), and was very confident.
So between landscaping and deck building and church going we managed to pull off a pretty mean feast.
The turkey was fantastic (came with stuffing). I made cranberry sauce from scratch (if my uncle Norm can do it, why can't I?). We had potatoes, white and sweet, carrots, gherkins, gravy, and pie. Sweet, sweet pie with fresh whipped, one million calorie cream. Delightful!

This year I am thankfull for a Charming Husband who cooks. And builds stuff and is adorable.

I am thankful for two wee boys who are yummy enough to eat covered in cranberry sauce. The same two boys who, I am thankful went to bed without any fuss after one of them had a major meltdown because he would not nap in the afternoon, and the other who threw all of his yummy dinner on the floor and ate cheerios and cheese instead.

I am thankful for a sweet friend who is brave enough to come over for dinner to a house where children scream and break stuff and throw food on the floor. Food tastes better with friends.

It looks like bibs taste better with friends too...and cranberry sauce.


And lastly today, I am thankful for my dishwasher. Although a house elf would be nice too.

Happy Thanksgiving!