Thanksgiving

By November 28, 2014Thanksgiving, Traditions

So for the last four years, I’ve been cooking my version of our “traditional” thanksgiving. Turkey, Sausage Cornbread Stuffing, Mashed Potatoes, Sweet Potato Casserole, Biscuits, Gravy, Cranberries, Apple Pie, Pumpkin Pie, (if you want any of the recipes, please let me know and I’ll post) … You know… the usual. I have it down to a science. I have spreadsheets about it and a grocery list for specifically just my normal recipes.

Yesterday was Thanksgiving. We had a great one. My parents came over and Seamus is still living with us, so of course he was here.

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This is my mom and Bailey singing Christmas songs while I was cooking lunch.

 

I always cook the turkey too quickly and it’s done at like 1030 and then i have to scrambled to get all the other foods done fast enough. And this year, I forgot about the stuffing in the fridge until it was too late and had to serve it to people while they were sitting down eating.

It was good food and like always afterward, I feel asleep in my turkey-coma.

Sean had planned to go shopping that night for… well I don’t even know how long now. He’s been talking about getting a new TV for a really long time now. So he went out to Target and stood in line with Seamus. Seamus is quickly becoming Sean’s assistant. He goes with him everywhere, does all his dirty work, cleans the house, he’s been painting the living room during the day while we’ve been at work… it’s crazy. But it has totally made it way easier living with him.

Since that last post about being angry, It has been crazy how much God has given me so much grace. I am still frustrated, but on a daily basis, I am not angry or bitter and I don’t mind him being around.

I’m not sure the point of this post. But thanksgiving was good. And I feel totally blessed and thankful for my life. I have a handsome husband who is so great to me (even if he jumps into things sometimes without talking to me about it…) and a daughter who is such a beautiful person. I have my parents close by who love Bailey like their own. And a brother in law who paints our living room.

What are you thankful for this Thanksgiving?

Anger.
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