Today, I want to thank you all so much for all of your support. The best readers in the world are right here. I love you guys! Eat, drink, and be merry today! Especially pie. Eat a LOT of pie. (I know I will.)
To add to your holiday spirit, I have a little farm animal video montage for you. Just a little peek of what I see every day when I walk outside. And I even forced myself to be in it for like two seconds. I’m SHY! Do I look uncomfortable in front of the camera? I am. I was born to be behind the camera. But one of my goals in the next year is to make more videos, and better videos, and get over my phobia about being on camera. Here goes–enjoy! (Seen here: My chickens, who chase me because they THINK I have cracked corn all the time even though I ONLY have it at night; Poky, in one of her “I was born to run” moods where she does laps around the goat yard; my sweet Little, napping under my sewing box; Clover, being her usual superior self; my dear little lonely duck; the crooked little hen on the porch; and me.)
Random Thanksgiving memories….. The time my mom came to my house early and my dad stayed behind to leisurely get ready. Then an ice storm hit. My dad ate a TV dinner alone that Thanksgiving and my mother couldn’t get out of my driveway for three days.
The time we went to my Oklahoma grandmother’s house. She was pretty old by then. She had left all the food sitting out for days before we got there. (We found out later.) We all got sick. I searched in her medicine cabinet and found a box of Pepto-Bismol pills. We all took them. Then we read the little foil packets she had put inside the Pepto-Bismol box. Ex-Lax. IN HER PEPTO-BISMOL box. I really shouldn’t continue this story any further.
My mother would sing hymns in the kitchen when she was cooking, especially when fixing holiday dinners. I always think of that when I’m fixing holiday dinners. (My father was a preacher man. When I was growing up and we’d sing in church, people used to ask me why I never used the book. I knew all the hymns by heart. I went to church 5,490,286 times when I was growing up.) Those are the things that make up our memories, even when we think our parents are so weird.
I hope you have a wonderful day! I hope you make great memories. Do something weird in front of your kids today. Don’t get iced in. And please, please read all medicine packaging carefully!