I finally got to live my dream of cooking my own Thanksgiving dinner this year. Not that I don’t appreciate the meals I’ve been cooked in the past, but as someone who loves to cook it has always seemed a little ridiculous that I don’t spend the biggest food holiday of the year cooking.
So what was on the menu? Salmon, crab legs (which were insanely easy to make, definitely doing that again soon), cornbread stuffing, parker house rolls, gruyere mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, roasted carrots, and roasted brussels sprouts with balsamic. It was kind of insane. And I’m pretty sure I’m the only one who really enjoyed it. Oh well! Better luck next year, guys.
Can you believe that I didn’t get one picture of the feast? That’s because I was busy living, people. Sometimes you just shouldn’t be looking at the world through your phone. Which is not what I did when we went to get our Christmas tree over the weekend.
Every year we go to a Christmas tree farm to cut down our tree. Last year it was -8º and we had to hike a quarter mile uphill just to get to the trees before finding one we found acceptable. We then came home and enclosed said tree with a bunch of couch sections so the baby couldn’t tear it apart and make it land on his head.
This year it was 40º and we went to a different farm where we could drive right up to the trees. The kids spotted one pretty much right when we jumped out of the car that was seriously perfect. Usually a tree has a bare spot in it, or it looks ok but then you get it in the living room and you realize it’s too tall, or you end up having to tie it to the wall so it doesn’t fall over because the trunk is so crooked. Not this one! It is a perfect specimen of a tree and we’re hoping it will last forever.
Our single existing Christmas tradition is to listen to Merry Snoopy’s Christmas (on vinyl) while decorating the tree. It’s more about war than it is about Christmas, which is always good for a laugh and a history lesson. I was a little on edge this year because the kids were throwing and breaking ornaments and we found a mouse nest in a box of bulbs (me = dead, bulbs = trash). We finally got through it and they stood next to the tree like the little Christmas angels that they are.
Wrapping up a major weekend, yesterday was my birthday! God gently reminded me to get my selfishness in check by giving me a feverish little boy to cuddle. Sick as he was, he was being very sweet and keeping me warm on a very cold day (because really, it is all about me). I also got to read a book for ages while he watched cartoons and was able to sneak away for a few minutes to bake myself a cake, so how can I complain?
I’m feeling very laid back about Christmas shopping and have already bought a few stocking stuffers. I’ll probably panic in a week or two and have to buy everything rightthissecond. Have you gotten any of your shopping done yet?