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Giving Thanks....

We're going away for Thanksgiving dinner and I'm giving thanks for the invitation to our daughter's house. No three days of cooking for this mom.

My oldest daughter does the turkey just the way I like it, tender and moist - she's a great cook and while there are many things I love about her, I especially love that she's a good cook and loves to cook. It's one other thing that we share as well as our love of books and reading. That's a whole other blog - all the books we've shared over the years. She started out just as I did. Reading books in bed late at night as a teen when she was supposed to be sleeping.

To our special dinner, I'm contributing the stuffing, candied sweet potatoes, plus the cherry and pumpkin pies. I may do homemade rolls as well. I know the grand kids who'll be there, Dan and Jillian, love my rolls and so they will be appreciated. All right, so I love them too!

Today I made the pie crusts and put them into the freezer. Makes the pie making go much smoother on baking day. With some leftover crust I made six applesauce tarts in my cupcake pan. R and I love them. I kicked the plain applesauce up a notch by adding nutmeg and cinnamon and extra sugar. Now that I've downed two tarts I can attest - they were delicious.

Whatever you are doing on Thanksgiving, remember to give thanks not only for the food, and for those who prepared it, but for those who are sharing it with you, and for those who might not be as fortunate.

This year, I'm especially thankful for the gift of writing.
I still believe it's a gift --- to be able to pull words out of the air and create a story that makes someone else feel happy or sad. Or some other feeling.
It's amazing.

I've had a prosperous year writing. And I appreciate the many friends I've gained through this blog. Thank you!

Have a Happy and Blessed Thanksgiving.
And keep writing.

Comments

  1. Happy Thanksgiving to you & Dad too... I really miss you all especially during the holidays... I'm happy though that you will spend the day with Lisa & her family. Sending my love your way!!

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  2. Sounds like it will be a wonderful Thanksgiving. I'm going away as well, but I'll be headed off to meet up with relatives in Massachusetts where a restaurant will be doing all of our cooking. I hope you and your family have a Happy Thanksgiving!

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  3. Thanks, Alissa, Gail and Jill. I'll be checking out your blogs over the holiday.
    Blessings to you and yours. Safe travel everyone.

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  4. Boy, after a day of reading about everyone's Thanksgiving dinners, I'm getting a craving for turkey.

    Hope you have a great one!

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  5. I also feel blessed with my writing.

    Have a great Thanksgiving weekend.

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  6. Hope you had a nice Thanksgiving. It's great to be able to spend it with family.

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  7. I hope your Thanksgiving has been wonderful. I also feel so blessed to be able to write and for the amazing friends I've found in the blogging world.

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