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Breaking Tradition

For nearly 3 decades we have been either primarily responsible for, or very supportive of the whole Thanksgiving endeavor.

Countless turkeys have been stuffed, potatoes roasted, cranberries chopped and served fresh or cooked, green beans sacrificed (sometimes stir fried gently w/garlic and butter, sometimes incorporated into the famous green bean casseroles so frequently requested, pies constructed with love, and stuffing recipes perfected in this effort.

This year, we went away. We opted to loop out of the annual cookfest that usually starts several days prior, and whose dishes require multiple dishwasher cycles and many piles of handwashing to get through.

We went to Ruidoso, to Inn of the Mountain Gods, and acted like the guests that we were. We headed down on Wednesday, early, and hubby played golf. I went into town and got some lunch, then a manicure while he whacked little white balls across gorgeous fairways beneath scenic mountains. We relaxed, we enjoyed several restaurants within the resort, we went to a comedy club and actually won a drawing, bringing our cash value up a bit in the process.

The Wendell's meal was incredible. The buffet had all the traditional yumminess, with Native American dishes added as well, and some seafood - king crab legs, oysters on the half shell, clams, shrimp, and all kinds of smoked salmon. Mmm. And the dessert table, well, boggled the mind.

The feast required a post-feast nap while enjoying Thanksgiving football....

We drove back today, leisurely, and feeling pleased to have looped out of the normal routine.

Will we do it again? Maybe. We'll see. We agreed it would be fun to have some friends with us, just to liven things up a little. We are pretty mellow, it turns out...

I hope you all had a lovely Thanksgiving, and that you feel blessed in your lives. We certainly are, and taking a moment to reflect on that just reminded us of the countless ways the universe has done this for us.

Big hugs,

Stevie

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