O Thou who has given us so much,
Mercifully grant us one thing more:
A grateful heart.
Amen and amen.
The table is set for tonight's dinner. I just pulled a Pumpkin Praline Pie from the oven, made just now from Jolene's recipe. Potatoes are bubbling and dressing is browning and biscuits are resting and cheese and fruit and wine are coming to temperature. It's cozy and, despite the renovation mess and third-finished dining room, it's quietly beautiful in here. Gosh. How did I get to be so blessed? At what point did God, in His everlovingkindness, decide to make such a happy creature and drop her, feet first, into this wonderful old place?
This is my first Thanksgiving with this table and these chairs. I found them at a roadside junk store in Lone Star, Texas, for less than $200. They seat eight comfortably, and I can't wait until they hold all the precious, hilarious people coming tonight. Friends are coming from 7 hours away and 7 houses down. I'm so ready to sit and eat and talk and laugh. Y'all hurry!
(We're going to have to talk later about the menu, because I've found some super easy recipes I must show you before Christmas. I mean, easy recipes. Remind me later and we'll talk.)
For now, I'm off. I have flour coating my ratty Old Navy sweatshirt, so I need to change and find some earrings and perfume. And take my hair out of these velcro rollers. People can't eat when they're scared to death.
From a warm, snuggly, and oh so happy Freeman House ... to your house... happy holidays! -B