There was homemade potato soup with ham and Swiss cheese sliders, then an evening of getting the pups settled down.
Thanksgiving morning dawned clear and bright and since the big meal was to be at my sister Linda’s house at 1:00, Pam opted for a relatively light breakfast featuring little sausages covered with cheese in some sort of flaky pastry shell baked in the oven until golden brown, along with an entire package of bacon. Unfortunately, everyone was so busy wolfing them down, nobody paused long enough to take a picture.
Arriving at Linda’s on time was made impossible because of yet another Least Valuable Vacationer performance by my eldest child, Kaitlin. Pam had just taken her butternut squash salad thing out of the oven and was ready to add the cup of diced walnuts to the mix when she discovered that the nuts were nowhere to be found. In a panic, she exclaimed, “Oh my Gosh, what happened to the nuts?!” That’s when Kaitlin sauntered up, “Oh? I used those for my apple cranberry casserole. I assumed that you had chopped them up just for me, and by the way, that was very sweet of you…” The dictionary definition of First Child Privilege on display.
Our time at Linda’s was wonderful. Although we missed Sean, Lauren and Kat, everyone had a great time eating and talking and eating some more. Then it was outside for our annual batting practice whereby all the kids in the family get to test their hitting skills against the whiffle ball mastery of yours truly…
Then everyone got a turn on the Zip Line of Death…
My daughter in law, Sarah, won the event by somehow managing to ride the thing while wearing a skirt!
After four hours or so of that, we all loaded up in the car and headed back to Short Pump to perambulate the dogs. Then it was over to Russ and Vi’s for dessert and conversation. By the time our heads hit the pillow, we were all bone tired, but happy.
The day after Thanksgiving, tragically known as Black Friday in my country, was celebrated in a counter-cultural way in the Dunnevant home by taking a three dog walk at Deep Run Park…
Then the girls were off for some kind of craft thing where they did crafty things all afternoon…
Meanwhile, the guys made absolutely nothing, but did manage to solve the problems of the world over beers at Capital Ale House, where no power tools were used and no pictures taken. Then it was out for a delicious dinner at West Coast Provisions. The only thing left to do was have hot chocolate around a fire on the deck after the grand illumination. The Pups were not thrilled that they were left out…
Then, as a bonus, the newlyweds showed up!!
So, all in all, another fabulous Thanksgiving. Hope your’s was too.
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