Daily Thoughts

Sunday Pre Turkey Day

WEll, it’s already hapening, the doorbell is ringing, the suitcases are already beginning to line the front porch and the company, they are a coming. Am washing sheets, loading up on Dr Peppers and Tums, as all our out of state company is prepared to get as much Mexican food as possible the week they are here. So one Taco lunch is behind us, with, I’m sure many more to go.

But, I have to update you on the stuffed bell peppers we had on Fri night. They were a winner. So will post the recipe today. They were so easy to make, and warmed up well for leftovers. Just returned from Sam’s where we bought 2 more hams, and a turkey. Tomorrow, I guess we will be buying another stove for the garage, as we only have 1 oven and have no idea of how we will be cooking all this meat. Spent the morning in a Care Now clinic with my daughter who had been trying to fill out paper work while holding a screaming 3 month old. You know as a mom of grown children, how we still love to feel “needed”. Well, I got my fill of feeling “needed” this morning for a couple of hours holding Caleb. Bless his heart, his ears were red and hurting and filled with fluid, so our “little” 19 pounder 3 month old, had his first sick dr visit. And of course, Nonnie got pics of it. There are just some things which you cannot let slip by. This was truly a Hallmark picture. Jodi with no make-up after being up all night with no sleep, Caleb screaming and we are trying to figure out what the dr is telling us between the screaming and the accent, I just had to have a picture of this for his baby album. This was also a Krispy Kreme moment, but after driving to the parking lot, I realized that they had closed. So, I decided to come home, like a good little Nonnie and eat a piece of rye toast. And this is only the first day of the Thanksgiving week!. I can hardly wait to see what the rest of the week holds. It will be fun to see!…..3 trips more to the airport, inlaws, special diets, ah……….why can’t every week be a holiday?

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