The children are well and fed and bathed and sleeping. Phew! (Monkey is completely recovered, and Chickadee had a MUCH milder version.)
My “famous” pecan pie is cooling on the counter.
On the one hand, when I review what’s happened since last Thanksgiving, there’s so much in the last 12 months I would love to forget.
On the other hand, all of that had to do with getting here; and for all of my bitching and moaning, here is still pretty good. I’m plenty thankful these days.
And just now? I was sitting here watching the Food Network and I found this shirt, and now I know I’m not alone. Hee.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.