The turkey is almost thawed and the ham just came out of my messy freezer. I'll get some things done today and tomorrow will be easier.
Rebecca spent the night at her friend's, Rochelle is piled up on the couch where she fell asleep, and Elcie is wandering around somewhere in the house. Four cats just came in to eat. They'll be overjoyed tomorrow even though they don't know it's an occasion. I'll probably have to put them outside most of the day and let them in for turkey later; otherwise I'll have a cat for every lap or sitting at our feet with pathetic looks on their faces. They are not to be trusted when they smell turkey.
Tim won't be back until around 4 tomorrow afternoon so I'll run out today and pick up eggnog if I can still find it. I mentioned skipping it and the girls got a look on their faces I couldn't stand. No eggnog?
If we follow previous years, Ray and I will make the pies tonight when it's relatively quiet. Sometimes we've had them done on Tuesday but the week got away from me a little. It doesn't take long when we have our assembly line going and he enjoys doing it. I'll chop celery and onions, cook the giblets and neck for the gravy and dressing, devil the eggs, and then all I'll have to do tomorrow is assembling dishes and putting them in the oven.
Elcie just brought me the smallest cat and Rochelle just woke up. Quiet time is over.
Here's a greeting for all of you in the USA. Canada, consider it a belated Happy Thanksgiving. Everyone else, you might enjoy it as well.
Take care everyone. I'm going to find a few minutes somehow to reflect on gratitude and let that be my post for tomorrow.