Since mid-August, I feel like my crazy life has been one big trip.
That is not a complaint in any way, shape, or form–just a statement of fact, as for the most part all the trips were amazingly wonderful. But there is something to be said for being at home with the pupcicle and doing something for the first time in a long time, which was breathe.
There was no thinking about work or planning the next trip or cleaning or planning of ET posts. I gave myself permission to have a day all about doing what I wanted to do, which was a whole lot of cooking, yelling at stupid ^&*&$%*@&(%) football games, a Harry Potter movie marathon, and snuggling with the Princess Pupcicle, who was happy to oblige.
It was completely opposite to my amazing Thanksgiving last year in Florida. Nor was it the Thanksgiving I thought I would be having (aka in Texas with the Fam), but it was truly what I needed–so for that I am exceptionally grateful.
I got to geek out with my roasted pumpkin soup by roasting the seeds and adding them to the top.
And took the time to make mini pumpkin pies with fresh whipped cream (thanks April–Lucille makes it soooooo easy!). I loved how they turned out–perhaps not Food Magazine worthy, but you can tell they were made with love….AND A LOT OF TIME ROLLING DOUGH! Poor Addy, she thought she was getting cookies (perhaps a task for this weekend!).
Happy Thanksgiving–even if it wasn’t what you thought it would or should be, I hope that in the end you had a great day! Gobble-gobble!