We've been busy this morning getting the turkey ready. Yes, we're having the traditional turkey. My hubby selected it so has been monitoring the preparations. After I made the stuffing ("like Mother used to make!"), I left the rest to him. The engineer in him cooks to precision.
My daughter has been preparing her special recipes to add to our menu. She made her daughter's request of "glop" for breakfast...a combination of bread cubes, eggs, sausage, cheese, and milk. Some of us like that, while others have something else. (We live in a multi-generational home with six family members, a dog, guinea pig, and rabbit.)
Yes, I had my cup (actually two by now) of English Breakfast Tea with my serving of glop.
Perhaps you'd like to see my Thankful Poem, a project on my Quilting and Patchwork blog.
How about writing your own Thankful Poem this weekend? Or any time of year?