“May your stuffing be tasty, may your turkey be plump,
May your potatoes ‘n gravy have nary a lump.
May your yams be delicious, may your pies take the prize.
May your Thanksgiving dinner stay off of your thighs!”
For whatever reason we managed to forego seconds on everything except the stuffing. And for desert we had sugar cookie expertly decorated for us by Linda’s three year old granddaughter, Emilia. It was just the right finish for a wonderful meal that, we note, came with leftovers which we were very happy to bring home with us. Doing so meant that we could also enjoy a Thanksgiving poem which also arrived in our inbox. It read:
‘Twas the night of Thanksgiving, but I just couldn’t sleep.
I tried counting backwards, I tried counting sheep.
The leftovers beckoned, the dark meat and white
But I fought the temptation with all of my might.
Tossing and turning with great anticipation
The thought of a snack, became infatuation.
I raced to the kitchen, flung open the door
And gazed at the fridge, full of goodies galore.
I gobbled up turkey and buttered potatoes,
Pickles and carrots, beans and tomatoes.
I felt myself swelling so plump and so round,
‘Till all of a sudden I rose off the ground.
I crashed through the ceiling, floating into the sky
With a mouthful of pudding and a handful of pie.
But I managed to yell, as I soared past the trees,
Happy eating to all---pass the cranberries please.
Fortunately, we managed to leave the leftovers alone until noontime on Friday when we joyously gobbled them down. And, now that Thanksgiving is behind us, we can turn our thoughts to Christmas.
And on that front, we are making some headway. We have collected various gifts throughout the year for our Christmas giving. Plus, of course, as part of our “from our house to your house” campaign, we have chosen a number items in the house we have deemed suitable for Christmas gifts. Plus we have all of the envelopes addressed that will ferry our Christmas greetings to family and friends. Unfortunately, at this time we do not have anything in the way of greetings to put in the envelopes.