Have plans for Thanksgiving? (US peeps)
It turns out, Thanksgiving is tomorrow 🙃😅
I kinda was in the loop thanks to Gabriel’s turkey cookie creations. But not really lol.
Snuck right up on me :)
Then last night, as John and I were on our way back from Lowes (we were chasing the outlet for the stove that’s finally IN the kitchen), we started getting a clue that Thanksgiving was only 2 days away, which lead to talking about a big pot of mashed potatoes.
We both have undefined heads … conversation do wander 🙃
(It was spurred on by a post or meme or something that we’d both seen earlier from Aleda about epic mashed potatoes or something … wonder if I can find it again 🤔 … ha! She had it to send over - took 30 seconds, it’s below)
Anyway, the point is, the girls are busy (Aleda and Morgan - and partners - have Thanksgiving commitment conflicts most years) and Zane doesn’t really really like to go out amongst’em to go be in a group setting (so he doesn’t and no one tries to make him of course).
And most years since we moved to Florida (16 years ago), my Stepmother has taken charge of the meal planning and executing … and it was easy to let her, especially when the kids were younger.
But we hadn’t heard from her and it would’ve been just me and John … then we got to dreaming about this big pot of mashed potatoes being the focus of our day on the day ☺️
I LOVE potatoes.
So I said, “Well, I’m not sure how many potatoes we have, we’d better get some on the way home.”
We stop at the grocery store. And I hop out to grab this bag of potatoes.
It’s so busy that the fact that it’s Tuesday before Thanksgiving Thursday really comes into full clarity and my shopping brain expands to hmm 🤔, we’re about to have an actual full-size oven …
(this endless-feeling kitchen construction project began when I took out the worn out wall oven and range top that I can only imagine were original to the [1960’s era] house - I think it’s been two years since I did that)
… because remember, John’s about to install the plug for the stove that’s been waiting in the Livingroom for quite awhile … and THAT means I can actually shop for things that can be cooked in it!
Well, not just going in for potatoes and then leaving had a funny side effect.
I didn’t over shop (okay I did buy 3 pies lol), but as I was considering what sort of (smallish) meat might pair well with our epic potatoes, I found myself looking at the frozen ducks …
And while I was seeing how I felt about that … who should come up behind me?
My stepmother.
Who I rarely or never bump into.
With an invitation to Thanksgiving 🤦🏻♀️😅
I quickly put down the duck - almost like I’d been caught doing something I shouldn’t have been lol 😂
Navigated that conversation with “I don’t really know what we’re doing tbh” and “the kids all have different plans” etc…
She seems pretty relaxed about it either way and says, “Well, it’ll be around 5pm (at my stepbrother’s house) if you wanna come.”
Who knows, we may still pop in (or I might if my Dad plans to, for instance - he also is a Projector and prefers short cameo appearances) … can leave that to Inner Authority and no promises.
But also, I did circle back and grab that duck I’d just about settled on before I was ‘caught red handed’ with it 😋
Have no idea how to cook duck 😂😂😂
All I know is I have an oven to play with (he got it plugged in last night - whoop whoop! 🙌🏼) and a duck to do it with.
And so life unfolds.
🤷🏻♀️