My big brother, his wife, and family came over, picking up Grandma Betty on the way. My mom, G. B., does almost all the cooking and insists on it being this way. I certainly don't put up much of a fuss, since she is an excellent cook. She's been taking up space in the big ball of GREAT Cooks for a long time now. The van load of people and food arrived right on time and we set up a huge buffet. After giving thanks we proceeded through the line, five OLDEST to two youngest to starving teenage/adult offspring was the order. Everyone should try this at least once. We married adults, and the excellent cook, actually got first dibs on the food for the first time in over twenty years!
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| My daughter Autie has more pictures on her blog! |
After eating and laughing, with EMT Ella at hand for the inevitable choking scenario, the big game was turned on downstairs. From the shrieks we ladies overheard, we ascertained a loss for the Lions and many bad calls by the refs. The game inspired a flag football game of our own outside. My brother, hubby, and I, plus Anders and Laney, 9 and 7, against the SEVEN teen/adult offspring. These young people wanted us to pay. Pay for what? I guess for giving them life, liberty, an education....not sure, actually, but they wanted us not just beaten, but demoralized. As stacked as the young team was, we put up a good fight, actually scoring and holding them to a slim win.
Then back inside we went to graze on cookies, pies, fruit, coffee, punch, rolls and, of course, turkey and ham. More chatting and laughter and some help from my sister-in-law to complete a puzzle with which we were struggling. Laney got her annual tickling by her uncle. My brother only has sons - big, tall, All-Guy sons - so he adores little Laney, his sweet niece. She adores him, too. But this year I had clued her in to how I had dealt with my brother when he had tortured me with tickling. Chin him! Sneak up from behind, stealthily, grab him by the arms and drive one's chin into his shoulder a few inches from his neck. He hates that! So she did just that, and his reaction was perfect! A little seven-year-old making him squirm!
My mom, who has had cataract surgery and can see really well now, looked around our house and gave it the thumbs up for cleanliness. Seriously. She's Dutch, and I know the inspection will commence whenever she comes over. We were ready. But before the cataract surgery, I must admit, I didn't rush to dust or vacuum because she couldn't see it! She was actually legally blind, which is really sad, because the stinker still drove! But we got her approval on Thanksgiving.
The previous post on this blog is about a favorite corner cupboard in our dining room. Before mom left, she said again how nice our house looked, to which I thanked her. Then she shifted her weight uneasily and looked around guiltily and said, "But do you want to know one thing I'd do?" I nodded eagerly. Mom is always right, you know. "I'd get rid of that thing, for sure," she said as she pointed to the corner cupboard!
What?! My find? My sweet deal? Well, that thing is getting a paint job for sure now! Or maybe a new home. We'll see.
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