This has been a whirlwind years, with plenty of ups and downs to keep things interesting. I am grateful that the ups far outweigh the downs. Here are some of the things I’m grateful for this Thanksgiving:
- The Oregonian Cookbook my grandmother sent me a few years ago. It renewed my interest in poached eggs – I ate an egg poached in homemade broccoli tomato soup this morning – and filled my house with the wonderful scent of cranberry streusel to take to our Thanksgiving meal. (And amused that spellcheck thinks I should replace “streusel” with “stressful”.)
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Diane looking up at Arwen without hissing or growling. I’m delighted by the kitten we adopted earlier this week, it’s probably not what my parents expected me to spend my holiday money on…
- and relieved that Arwen’s introduction into the house has been mostly painless. Well, at least among the cats… I have scratches that prove there’s a kitten in the house.
- I am immensely grateful for coffee, since kittens don’t seem to sleep through the entire night.
- The lovely sounds of Peter Hollens’s Christmas album that I listened to while cooking, and that Cassandra (mostly) has good taste in music.
- That I have friends and family who appreciate my sense of humor, which explains why I included a note about Dobby when I mailed a sock back to a friend.
I hope everybody had a fabulous Thanksgiving!