Thanksgiving and Backseat Blogging

The blog is taking the back seat.  I know I've said that before, but this time I'm serious.

But before I make it climb over the seat and shut up be quiet for a while, I thought I would briefly share about our Thanksgiving weekend.  Why not, since I'm already logged on (which is why I am drastically reducing my regular Blogger visits from here on out... at least until I'm through the impending BIG EVENTS going on around here).

Bill's Mom and Dad made the long drive from SLC to visit for the holiday.  They also packed their car to the brim with wedding items I had purchased for Tay's big event while I was in UT a few weeks back.  AND they brought Britt along, too, who needed to be in town by 1 pm for a doctor's appointment, requiring an oh-so-early start time (3am!!).
They are the best.

On Thanksgiving morning, I arose early to get that big, defrosted bird in the oven.  We were planning on eating around 1 or 2 in the afternoon.  I checked the turkey temp a little before 11am... that baby was done.  Pull-it-out-of-the-oven-immediately done.  Maybe even slightly over done.  That put a firecracker under my (and everyone else's) behind to get the rest of the dinner together as quickly as possible.

 The turkey may have been a little dry, the gravy a little under seasoned, the jello a little runny, the cheese a little spicy, and the apple pie a little mushy (my MIL's sweet potatoes were the best dish of the day), but the family togetherness, joke-telling, and conversation were, as always, awesome.  And we all walked away full.  To the brim.

Later that evening, the Yoshikawas came over for a dessert buffet.  Yum-o.

Tay, Shi and Mar headed out late that night to check out some deals at Walmart, Target, and Game Stop.  Bill, his parents, and I stayed home.  Away from the crowds.  Away from the frenzy of consumerism.  Away from people yelling at you for using a perfectly good unlocked door, just because they didn't notice it first (remember last year).  Instead, we played a few rousing games of Pinochle.

We headed out to a few stores later in the day on Friday, and found the shopping to be most pleasant.  The stores (and roads) were nearly deserted.  Those hoards of people that pulled an all-nighter were home sleeping, I'm sure.

We ate leftovers for two solid days, until everyone begged to stop.

I'm such a good hostess.