Turkey Day highlights:
Kicked off the day with a small oven fire due to bubble bread that dripped into the bottom of the oven. I won’t name names of who is responsible for the fire but her name starts with Sh and ends in Annon.
Managed to prepare one chocolate pie, an enormous amount of mashed potatoes and pistachio stuffing. Thankfully, I did not have to prepare the entire meal, although I have faith in my awesomeness that I could have done so if necessary. Instead, I got to enjoy the day in the kitchen with the girl who helped start the fire in my oven. And thankfully, she caused no further issues.
For my hosting my first Thanksgiving dinner I’d have to say it went off perfectly. 3 tables full of family, 2 birds consumed and 16 stuffed people. If I haven’t mentioned this before, Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and this year was one of the very best.
I took pictures of everyone, whether or not they wanted to be photographed. With my new camera it’s a lot of fun to play Olin Mills. Or paparazzi. Hearing my dad yell that he was going to shove my camera, up my you know what, was totally worth stalking him all day.
Wacked my face on a lamp, approximately two hours after the oven incident. I was certain this was only foreshadowing a day of doom but I am happy to report, other than walking into the bed and completely bruising my leg, there were no further accidents. I’ll consider that a success.
Laughing. Lot’s of laughing.
As a tradition, before we eat dinner we go around the room and everyone says what they are thankful for. This year some of the things people said were:
Spending the holiday with family.
Being 84 and healthy.
Last year on Thanksgiving I got to announce to our family we were expecting a new baby, which made me cry because I’m an emotional sap. This year I said how I was grateful to share that news last year and how I am so thankful he is here. This too made me cry, because I am an emotional sap.
Here are some of the paparazzi pictures I was able to snap.
Emmerson, Lakin (nephew), Morissa (niece), Ryder
Emmerson with Bunko (Zach’s dad)
My dad & my sister
Great Nana & Cortland Knox
My sister, Lakin, Great Nana and my bil, Brock. This is Nana saying what she is grateful for before dinner.
Cortland and Bunko
Nana (Zach’s mom) with Emmerson and Cort
My husband, who clearly appreciates my Olin Mills capabilities.
We had a perfect Thanksgiving Day and an awesome weekend with my sister and her family. My hope is the family who is usually here but were not this year, are back next year because they were all greatly missed.
I also hope that I can remember to keep my camera battery charged so that when we go visit Santa the day after Thanksgiving I can actually take pictures of my children. Details, details.