I made it through another Thanksgiving declaring my usual stance, “…I’m never, ever, ever, cooking again!” (total lie) It was yummy and blessed though. I’m a fortunate brat that has plenty to be thankful for, and I am. We almost didn’t celebrate this year; Bubba had planned to work extra hours and we didn’t have family coming to visit. But, at the last minute, (the day before) we decided to buy the ham and start cooking in honor of all that we have been blessed with this year.
And it was good. Our bellies were bloated. Our hearts thankful. And we had leftovers for a few days.
Life is joyful!