Well, I hope everyone had a lovely Thanksgiving with oven fires and family fights to a minimum. As always we had lots of people, lots of food, and my Mother worried over her dressing, complaining it was "too wet." We finally got to eat when my Momma Jurl decided the dressing was as dry as it was going to get and, after two hours of dressing-disaster 2008, she pronounced delicious on her first bite.
That's how it always goes with Momma Jurl anytime she cooks. She will fret and fret over it, doubt it's edibleness, proclaim it's not worth a lick, caution everyone that dips a spoon into it, then when she finally eats some herself pronounces it hmmm, hmmm, good.
It drives me bonkers. Even if her baked beans tasted like baked turd no one would go hungry because we have 35 other dishes to choose from! This year we had a ham, a turkey, brisket, and sausage! Can you tell we're meat eaters (sorry to my vegan friends)? But, we balance all that protein with side dish after side dish of carbs. I don't think we had one green item....but, we did have corn...swimming in cream cheese and butter.
My one-eyed cousin, let's call him Cousin Pirate, brought a bunch of old pictures for us to look through which was fun because I got to mock his parade of bad shirts through the decades and it reminded me what a doll I was when I was a little girl. Sam's like a little mini-me, God help her.
Speaking of Sam, she was a little loving Thanksgiving angel. She hugged everybody and played super sweet with her little cousin, she was just an all around doll. Then thirty minutes ago she threw her tights in my face and yelled, "I'm gonna poot on you, Poot Toot!!" These moments keep me grounded, without them my life would be too perfect. At least that's what I tell myself.
I hope you all had a wonderful holiday and had lots to be thankful for. I'm thankful that I think I'm back in the swing of bloggin, bloggin, bloggin.