Did Everybody Have a Nice Day?

I hope you all had the day you wanted. I had, basically, the day I've always wanted: Thanksgiving without aggravation. Yes, the pumpkin pie was awful, but the Hubs ate a piece anyway, and I made two nice ones this morning.

I had pumpkin bread for breakfast, toasted, with butter on it. We went to the Hubs' aunt and uncle's for lunch, and had the world's best leftovers, because Aunt is the world's best cook, still, at nearly 80. The pumpkin pie I had there was excellent, and was made by her 17 year old granddaughter, so I'll have to see later how mine stacks up. Right now, I've got a plate of veggies (mostly gone(, cornbread stuffing (never had that before, Niece tried it out), and sweet potato/marshmallow thing (saved for last.) I have my sister's rice pudding in the fridge for dessert (a little vanilla soy milk on that should be delish), and of course, for when I get peckish in an hour or two, pie.

***sigh***

(I'm eating a brussels sprout now. Pray for me. I love the sprouts, but I think they will not be good for my situation. We shall see.)

So I had a lovely two days, although the oddness of the ILs was in the air this morning, but I know it's that they're getting old. Without details, they change plans and assume that everyone else is cool with that, has no other plans, no other life. Partly, this is because the FIL was a chief executive-type, and this is indeed what they assume, and partly because they're old and they forget. The MIL told me today she's going to have to have a knee replacement, and although the surgery doesn't scare her at all, she teared up at the thought of not being there to look after the FIL every minute. He is much less mobile and much more dependent on others. I can see why she's worried. If she waits until summer to have it done -- she has no timeframe yet -- we can all pitch in, but if she has it sooner than that, I think their one grandson, who is out of college but not settled into a good job in his field yet (although he works) may have to go live with the old gentleman while she's in rehab.

I didn't sleep well again last night but was at least able to sleep until 8:00. When I got up I was too tired and sore to move, let alone exercise, but I did a little this afternoon when I was showing the whole thing to my sister. K's been relaxing with the Guitar Hero for the last hour or more before starting on a project for school, so I guess I'll get another shot at it when she stops to eat and get to work.

My mission for the weekend is to pack up leftovers in lunch portions so I can just grab them in the morning and go. I'm not going near a store unless I can get to Target really early on Sunday; I have a few things to return.



WATCHING K Playing Guitar Hero :: ENTRY #1922
READING: The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd