Thanksgiving 2023

 

11/23/23: Thanksgiving Day. Up at 4:30 AM. Cartoons at 6 AM; they had Holiday for Drumsticks and Harmonica Humdingers, so that’s at least two ‘holiday’ cartoons. Was afraid I’d broken off my insulin needle in my flesh, but it was only bent. 

Went in at 10 AM. Peeled and boiled for mashed potatoes; improvised a gravy with fried onions and mushrooms; buttered and heated up rolls [I'd made pea salad, deviled eggs, and pumpkin pie the day before]. Went in at 12:15 PM and took shower and got dressed. Ready to leave at 1 PM, but we didn’t until about 1:45 PM. Everybody else rode in Ryan’s truck with the food; I rode with Andy in the wrecker. Nice bleak November weather; it had dried up since morning. We had to go back and get Susan’s phone. We arrived at 2 PM (exactly at the time we were scheduled to eat). After a bit of kerfuffle, John said the prayer and the feast began.

There was ham and smoked turkey, dressing, green bean salad, mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberry sauce, pea salad, deviled eggs, orange divinity, and afterward peach, cherry, pumpkin pie and little pecan pies and chocolate cake. Tea and soda. Many of us sat at the kitchen table and ‘the kids’ (from Ryan on down) in the living room. Since I was kind of wedged into a corner, Morgandy pretty much waited on me.

After we ate there were games. The boys won 4 to 1 in Catch Phrase, Ryan and Morgandy abstaining. Then when it came to Cards Against Humanity (scandalous!) Amy’s mother also left; for a miracle, I actually won that game.

We went outside and started a fire pit and schmoozed some more (talk, of course, having gone on all evening). We left about 9 PM (I think); on the way home, we were delayed by witnessing an accident. Andy and Ryan (as wreckers) were bound to stop and report the car going off-road and into a fence, but the guys did not need a tow and drove off on their own. Home, winding down, then to bed.

[Amy's mom and step-dad should be included in that picture, but they'd already left before I thought to take it.]