Looking forward

Food, food, food, gotta clean, food, food, vacuum, food, pick up toys, food, food, foo—ooh, something shiny!

That has been my mind today. Planning. Trying to get things done. Hoping I don’t forget anything terribly important. For a large part of the day I ran around the house without sitting. I was afraid that if I sat down I would lose all momentum.

I got a lot of prep done. Probably could have done more, but I was tired. Fortunately, hubby will be helping me in the kitchen so I don’t have to shoulder everything alone. He’s an excellent prep chef (and more, really, but tomorrow he’s working prep) and will probably do a lot of chopping and sautéing for me. If our kitchen were bigger, we could cook together. Instead we’ll be taking turns. One of us at the stove, one at the cutting board. When we can.

Since we have to wrangle the little one and keep him away from the hot stove and flying knives, I think one of us will be out of the kitchen most of the day. Unless daughter shows up early, in which case we can rely on her to entertain the boy. (One can only hope.)

In spite of having a lot still to do (I really only have a head start on one dish), I am looking forward to tomorrow. We haven’t hosted Thanksgiving ourselves before. I get to have the food exactly the way I want it, we don’t have to leave the house, and we get to spend time with family.

That, to me, has the makings of a perfect holiday. And I am grateful. Happy Thanksgiving, y’all. I hope your day is filled with love.

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