Thanksgives

Yes, we are american. Yes, we ate turkey on Thanksgiving. Yes, we all wanted to carve out our own stomachs with the greasy knife to set aside until the feast had been properly digested.

We went small this year and fore-went the giant rowdy potluck we usually attend and opted to stay home, relax, and cook yummy things in our pjs. Heidi and Matt joined us after watching some "sport game" (soccer?) with wine, hugs and a beautiful bird in tow.

Ruby made a croissant roll in the shape of a manatee, Matt made amazing wild mushroom stuffing, and Jesse made noise.

It was perfect. I could list all the things for which I am thankful, but I don't need a special day to do that. That's what this blog is for.