Gobble, gobble, gobble

This morning the kids and I did the grocery shopping for Thanksgiving dinner. While it isn't going to be an over-the-top, all-star gala kind of dinner, I'm starting to get a few pre-turkey jitters. In addition to the four of us, we will be joined by Kitty Daddy's father and half-sister, so not a huge crowd. Even if it was just the four of us, I'd still be a little nervous, because no matter how many charts and cookbooks you consult, there is no way to predict when a turkey will be finished. Which would be fine, except that you would kind of like everything to be finished and still hot at close to the same time. I don't doubt that things will turn out fine, it's just a small case of the pre-performance jitters.

Since today is sunny and in the high 40's, the kids ran around in the backyard for a while before lunch. We need to be sucking up fresh air as much as we can, because, before long, we'll probably be looking at snow-drifts, which will make outings shorter and chillier!