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Thanksgiving redux

There was no darkness, just good food, giggles and warmth, and the togetherness we clearly all needed so very much.

There was also dessert deliciousness. Daughter did an absolutely amazing job creating a pumpkin pie from Heaven. And she and I collaborated on a chocolate cheesecake, which also came out great! She believes her work with the Oreo crust is the reason, because we all know how important a great crust is on a cheesecake.

Post Turkey snarf there was...relaxing by the fire, then shopping like maniacs on Friday, then more relaxing and eating and then putting up the Christmas tree..with a houseful of Daughter's friends to assist, which they did, and it was lovely.

There was..Hubby's pork red chili, green chili turkey enchiladas, queso and chips..and toppings, of course..to fuel the tree trimming team.

And now, now we resume life. Daughter is back at school, forging ahead through her first college final prep/finals. She'll be fine, this we know, but it has been an ass kicker of a semester. One for the record books.

Son, son hosted his own Thanksgiving in Abu Dhabi. Brined turkey, pork tenderloin, rosemary mashed potatoes, and sundry other sides comprised his feast. He also carved his first turkey, thanks to a video from NY Times online instructing in the fine art of bird carving.

For me it's all about finishing this year out strongly at work, then planning our first quarter of next year.

More tea, please. And a little bit of chocolate later in the day to keep me moving.

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