Well kiddos, they say the best laid plans of mice and men often go awry - go ahead and add my name to that list. Just days before the Great Family Thanksgiving that my mother-in-law has been waiting for years for, she has been summoned to Florida to take care of her ailing mother and stepfather.
Before you get to thinking that she and I are a pair of ingrates, neither one of us are mad about this - family is family, and this is a serious situation. But it puts both of us in locations where our hearts really won't be in the moment, because the planets were forecast to align in Texas - it was to be The Holiday where both her sons and both her grandsons would sit around the same table and sleep under the same roof.
I know she was very excited.
And I was honestly very excited to give her that moment.
Alas, it is not to be - she is in Florida.
And I am here in Texas.
With her first son.
And her two grandsons.
And her husband.
And her youngest son.
For the record, I absolutely adore men. Some of my favorite people are of the male persuasion. But they're just not that sentimental of creatures - especially the adults in this particular clan. Yet I found a glimmer of hope in the next generation with Oldest's reaction to Hub's offer of running by Costco to grab two extra large pizzas and a couple bottles of red wine for Thanksgiving dinner.
He was mortified.
I told Oldest it could be like Charlie Brown's Thanksgiving table - a selection of random favorites.
He wasn't buying it.
So I will still set the dining room table with the nice china and linen napkins. I will stuff the turkey (figuratively of course - salmonella and all that jazz). And I will put forth the same amount of effort for this beloved group of men as I would have for that one woman.
Because of that one sentimental little boy.
And because Hubs is always so great about doing the dishes.
Happy Thanksgiving to you all!! May you feel the love while sitting around your blessed table - from those there with you and from those far away.
And remember, "Thanksgiving dinners take eighteen hours to prepare. They are consumed in twelve minutes. Half-times take twelve minutes. This is not coincidence." - Erma Bombeck
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