We gathered around the table and prayed a Thanksgiving litany–written by Pastor Bill Cwirla.
The food was served buffet style—-and if I do say so myself—it was pretty yummy!
Some of the crew (my brother was sick this year and we missed him dearly—-he always does the dishes!)
Let the feasting begin!
The ‘teens and tweens’ table and their beloved sparkling grape juice.
I was a little disappointed with my performance on desserts this year. Pride comes before a fall and I sorta pride myself on serving a plethora of yummy desserts. They were just ‘ok’. Next year, I promise to bring back ‘chocolate crusted creme brulee’—-and red velvet cheese cake. Accept my sincerest apologies.
It was a glorious day altogether and we counted our many blessings.
Friday I took the kids to see Blind Side and cried through 75% of the movie. Steve was 95% sure I’d come home with a 250 pound homeless football player. I seriously pondered it and may be in an adoption ‘funk’ for weeks. Today, I’m thinking about resurrecting the fresh Christmas tree tradition. Hope your weekend is marvelous.