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Tempus Fugit

I looked at the calendar today in preparation for heading off to the grocery store and realized that Thanksgiving is next week. How did that happen? I feel like I ought to have at least one more week in there before I have to start thinking about my menu and all that assorted stuff.

Usually around here, Thanksgiving is a huge family affair. We’re blessed to live close to my parents, my sister and her husband, and my husband’s parents and one of his sisters. So we tend to all converge in one location for the meal. (It’s lovely that my parents and in-laws get along. I hear tales of families that don’t, not even enough to share a holiday meal, and it makes me sad.) I suspect we’ll be at my mom’s house again this year – she has a much nicer set up for entertaining large groups. But I’ll still do the majority of the cooking.

I look forward to doing the cooking (wherever I end up doing it) for Thanksgiving and Christmas. It gives me a chance to experiment with new, more gourmet than usual, recipes. This year my sister found a menu in the Better Homes & Gardens November issue that sounds delightful. So I’ll be doing most (probably all, I haven’t thoroughly scoured it yet – some things though are not worth the effort to do if I know people are going to turn up their noses) of that.

Still, I can’t quite wrap my head around the fact that it’s Thanksgiving next week. Anyone else struggling with the reality of the year winding to a close?

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