What a wonderfully warm and enjoyable Thanksgiving! Lots of final food prep before lunch; after, a good three-mile walk around the complex. Then it was tidying up, moving furniture, and generally getting the house ready for company.
They came, in three segments, between about 2:30 and 3:00 and there was a good mix: Besides yours truly, the oldest (damn, I seem to be the oldest in any group!), there was an almost-eighty, two seventies, a sixties, three forties, three late teens, and an almost four.
Of course, dinner was from yumsville. To top off the scrumptious turkey day traditionals, the company brought pecan and two kinds of pumpkin, regular and chiffon, plus "whipped cream." (But AAGH, it was that abomination, the aerosol kind!) Of course, there was banana bread, plus dinner roles, cranberry sauce, and so on and on, plus three of us enjoyed a good chardonnay.
After, we older folks (grandson, the teenagers, and the little one had left early) played a fun game named "Taboo"; one person describes an object or person and the rest guess what it is. The twist is that you can't use certain words to describe. For instance, if the word is "bed," say, you can't use "sheet," "sleep," or "nighttime" to describe. Much fun.
Son Mike face-Messaged (or whatever you call it) from Singapore and we chatted with him, Paula, and Violet before she left for school. (I was amazed to hear she takes not a school bus, but a train to get there.) Ellen also called; she and Greg had had a quiet Thanksgiving--just the two of them, but had had the usual.
Now the holiday is over, I need to concentrate on other things. I'm still puzzled as to why I haven't heard from my tenant, Susan, after a phone message and an email. I'll try again and have tentative plan to go to Little Egg and Ventnor tomorrow.
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