Thanksgiving Morning

It is 8:30 Thanksgiving morning. Usually I would be bustling around the kitchen to get everything done for dinner. This year we are not having Thanksgiving dinner we are having Thanksgiving supper. I don’t know what made me decide to ask, I didn’t really ask. I had Nadine ask Dick which he preferred dinner or supper. What is the difference? Ugh does anyone know the difference around here? Which ever one is later. Okay.

So I spent hours in the kitchen yesterday to have Thanksgiving supper. It’s not a big deal but it is different. I am having a hard time with it but I can roll with the change. If I can handle not being around my siblings for Thanksgiving I can handle the change of the meal time.

Thanksgiving makes me lonely. I am used to being at Mom and Dad’s for Thanksgiving. Did I go last year? I will have to check that. I think that I did go but I want to say that I didn’t go.

Oh my goodness! I should have remembered that I did not go! It was a family war zone. How could I have forgotten? Especially, how could I have forgotten all the fun that we had right here at home? It still makes me smile…glad I have those memories.

Now it is 9:30…no it did not take me an hour to write that short bit. I got off my butt and did more feast preparation. My turkey is bathing in salt water ~ I will try anything to make turkey taste better and I am following WhisperingWriter’s advice of brushing it with vegetable oil to brown the skin. I filled the deviled eggs. I put the pumpkin pie in the oven. I have my stuffing stuff simmering on the stove.

Here is the Feast List

Turkey (about a 12 pound bird)

Mashed Potatoes (still have to peel potatoes)

Gravy ~ if it turns out.

Stuffing ~ throw it together and pray.

Scalloped Corn ~ Dad’s recipe

Green Beans ~ canned.

Macaroni Salad ~ rings with my own dressing.

Cole Slaw ~ I make my own dressing using the already shredded.

Deviled Eggs ~ requested by Nadine

Whipped Jell-o (Blue)

Fruit Salad ~ will explain this one.

Cheese cake ~ my very own! Requested by Tyler.

Pumpkin Pie ~ thank you Sara Lee for making it for me.

Apple Pie ~ thank you Hugo’s for making it for me.

Cranberries ~ jellied out of the can

Dill Pickles ~ from the jar. No one to give me home canned.

Green Olives ~ canned

Black Olives ~ canned

 

The fruit salad makes me giggle because it is something that I just threw together. It is supposed to be orange jell-o, mandarin oranges, and cottage cheese. I forgot to buy orange jell-o but I had other jell-o so I used cherry. Then I got to thinking “this needs more so I cut up already sliced peaches. Oh I know what you are thinking! “That sounds…really gross.” (Yep I already heard that one!) But really it is not all that bad.

I went out for a bit last night. I needed to unwind after do so much prep work for today. My train left me standing on the tracks…I am not sure where I was going with that thought. I actually went to town to get a green pepper and cheddar cheese and add ketchup to that list. When I got there the grocery store parking lot was full so I decided that I would go later and headed toward the Gate. I never made it back to the grocery store ~ it was after midnight before I knew it. Okay so we have no cheese ball. Who cares Christmas is next month I will make one then.

The Gate had music. I usually do not hang around when the music starts because I like to dance and it just about kills me when I have no one to dance with. So oh no I gotta go! Last night I just sat there and listened to the music and got lost in the 80’s. Oh speaking of the 80’s Journey is coming to GF. Roller Beth ~ you have to be here next Wednesday the 30 so we can go to Journey in concert. I am going to have my girls listen to the radio and try to win me tickets. I did try! All I had to do was be caller number nine. I couldn’t get anything other than a busy signal.

Ugh ~ can I justify spending $25, $35, or $45 on a concert ticket? Not right now with me not working!

Dumb me just went to the Alerus site and the Journey site. Now I really want to go. Journey reminds me so much of Roller Beth! We could pretend to be 16 again.