We had a wonderful visitor
for Thanksgiving. Actually, we had seven wonderful visitors, as this year the Shearers hosted Thanksgiving. After decades of hosting meals, there was ample evidence that new Pappa Robert still can't efficiently estimate the amount of food needed to feed a dining room full of celebrants.
Because the turkeys available at our village market (free range organic turkeys - yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, I have granola breath) were smaller this year, I got two, which was one and a fraction too many. Lots of leftovers were sent home with the celebrants.
It wasn't just me; my in-laws turned half the entire Maine crop of spuds into a giant vat of mashed potatoes which threatened to disturb the angular momentum of the planet.
There were many pies, and two kinds of stuffing.
My twin nieces were a joy. They now have different length hair, so it's easier to tell them apart. My memory aid was that Maggie has the longer hair, and her name starts with an 'M' which is later in the alphabet than Emily's 'E'. Other than the small meltdown while we attempted to photograph the grandparents with all three grandchildren (even Ethan got cranky), they were fun and smiling and happy.
Having Kat with us was like adding a member of the family. It seemed to me that she and Karen took to each other quite well. We both wish she lived closer so that we could see her more often. We had great conversations which went late into the night. Karen commented that it was like having a sleep-over. It seemed as if there was no shortage of things to talk about, though the biggest subjects were Ethan and Kat's classes. We made promises to each other to speak up if anyone got bored with these subjects. We never did.
Kat even knitted a great, warm cap which looks great on him (picture to follow).
For all you single guys out there who aren't complete dips, you should know that Kat knows how to start a fire, wield a chainsaw, split wood, and is learning how to cook. She's also drop-dead gorgeous. One day she's going to make some fellow a very, very happy man. But right now she's on a college degree quest, which she is performing quite well, so you may have to play second fiddle for awhile.
On other news, yesterday was a fun football day, even though I missed the second half of the Texas-Texas A&M game to take a sick friend to the doctor. Karen was kind enough to let me have the living room, for surround sound fun.
Ethan hasn't wanted Daddy much the last couple of days. He's been making hungry sounds when I hold him, which gets him passed to Momma, but then he just calms down in Karen's arms or laying in her lap. This happens sometimes, but I do get my share of Ethan time, so I don't get too unhappy about it. He almost always smiles when he first sees me, so I think it isn't so much dissatisfaction with me so much as it is preference for his Mom.
It's the holiday season, folks. I hope these days are a wonderful end to your year.Music in my head:
, lots of Shawn Colvin.