Heard Christmas music on the TV yesterday morning. First Monday of November. Jingle bells already. Yikes.
I am starting to think about what I am going to serve for Thanksgiving dinner. Don’t know who is coming yet. But no matter whether it’s a small or large group, I cook a big meal. Even if we eat it for four days.
I serve different appetizers every year. Then comes turkey, stuffing with oysters, mashed potatoes, some kind of vegetable. ( I usually try something new here which I end either crying or laughing about. One should never cook something new at Thanksgiving but I somehow always forget that). That cranberry stuff from the can. Yeast rolls. Lots of gravy. Yum. I am getting hungry. And pumpkin pie of course. Sometimes a cheese cake thrown in there.
Sandwiches the next day are THE BEST. Kinda messy. Leftovers with gravy on bread. That’s good eats.
Today is the 5th. 2 dozen meals to plan before Thanksgiving. That’s also 2 dozen posts in this whole NaBloPoMo adventure, where I am writing a post a day for thirty days in the month of November!
I thought about my dad this morning. Whenever he and I would get off the phone, he would tenderly say, “Take care of my girl”.
I am blessed with a great family. However, what I hear mostly from my husband are things like , “Can you print that out for me?,” or “When is dinner going to be ready?”. My son, “Text me so I won’t forget to do that, Mom”.
Dad? “Take care of my girl”.
That’s what you miss when a loving parent dies. That kind of energy coming your way.
So I am going to care for myself. I am actually going to listen to my Dad. Care for his girl. I am going to keep things simple. I am going to keep this post simple. I am going to keep the next 24 meals simple.
I may even keep Thanksgiving dinner simple.
I doubt it.