Well Happy late Thanksgiving to you all! We celebrated ours on the Saturday night following Thanksgiving as our daughter hosted her in laws at their home and our son and his girlfriend spent it with her family. Mark and I are VERY versatile so we can kind of go with the flow and do whatever.
I must say that I really need to brush up on my serving sizes however. My menu consisted of a 24 lb turkey, 48 (yes 48) Texas dinner rolls, mashed potatoes and gravy, buttered corn, sweet potatoes with caramel sauce, cranberry relish, cranberry sauce, sausage and mushroom stuffing for the hubby, stove top stuffing for everyone else, olives and dill pickles, crab dip and crackers, stuffed baby Bella mushrooms, Tator tot bombs, hot cider, oh and let’s not forget dessert- 3 pumpkin pies, 2 pecan pies and 1 that was a cheesecake, pumpkin and pecan layered pie. I was going to make a cranberry orange pound cake but figured I had enough! Haha
NOW….let me tell you how many people I cooked all this fab food for… SIX! Six people! SIX! I know, such an over achiever right!?! Did anyone catch that is ONE pie-PER person! Needless to say a lot went home with the kids.
All in all it was a great time! We sat around the table and played games, watched movies, talked a lot. The guys spent some time out in the shop and riding the trails on the ranger with trax, and the girls spent lots of time chit chatting. Of course it’s just not game time unless my kids argue and fight-but they will get over that…someday…I hope…. I do know that when the rubber hits the road my kids have each other’s backs.
As Mom, I like to try to be peacemaker, comfort food provider, and moral support advisor… Sometimes my boundaries are crossed and I over do. This is when I have to step back and let nature take its course and ride it out. Sit back and enjoy, sit back and worry, sit back and just be. In the end I’m so proud of my kids and their differences. Wouldn’t the world be such a boring place if everyone were the same? I’m THANKFUL we are not!
The last of the kiddos have left now and the hubby and I are vegging out on the couch. It’s back to just the two of us. The house is again quiet. It’s a happy and sad feeling all at once. Mentally and physically tired which is reminding me to call my mom to check on my step-dad who was admitted to the hospital this weekend. Sometimes we just don’t know what hand we will be dealt, but I will play whichever one that is. Because , really…. What else can you do?
Happy belated Thanksgiving!