The bird is thawing in the fridge.
My killer cranberry relish is all set to go.
Crane's apple pie will hit the oven tomorrow morning.
All of that plus a few other items will be for just the two of us.
I remember back to our first Thanksgiving as a married couple.
We were living in a tiny apartment in Bethlehem, PA and would be celebrating the first big holiday with Peter's family.
Except they were all sick with the flu!!! The least sick of them all, my sainted mother-in-law, made a quick meal of spaghetti and meat balls. I was distraught but did a decent job of hiding my feelings.
We've had some great turkey days since then. Most with family and several with very good friends.
This year? Weird, eh?
I felt myself getting a bit judgey predicting how many people would be going against advice by dining with people who do not live in their homes - for safety. I even thought it would be interesting to drive around town tomorrow afternoon and see how many driveways were crowded with cars.
Then I took a step back and wondered if it would be different if we had family living close by. Petey and I discussed it with brutal honesty.
What if just one sister lived 12 miles away?
If my cousin up in Newaygo was there instead of at her winter home in Texas?
What would we do?
I really don't know.
So, as I reflect on family and friends and how much I miss them, we'll be Zooming our backsides off tomorrow and plan to just get through this holiday and gear up for the next one which will probably look the same.
Petey and I send out our best wishes to all who read this blog and remember - turkey makes you sleepy and gives you gas.
Just sayin'
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