November 23 – “Thank you … yup”

Countdown to Metal-detector Madness … three days.

Ah, Thanksgiving Day.  Gotta love it. 

I started the day making my regular deliveries.  I went to each of the six fire stations and gave them a bag of fried turkey.  Also prayed for them at each place.  I always appreciate the reverence and respect the guys show when I visit and especially when I pray.  Classy bunch of human beings, even if they are hesitant to admit it sometimes.

We invited whoever wanted to come by from church to join our family for some food and relaxation.  Several of them did make it.  Others who said they might come by found other ways to celebrate, and that was just fine as well.  We did have (and still do) plenty of food.  Fried turkey, of course, topped the list, along with ham and green beans and corn and green bean casserole and corn casserole.  Then there was stuffing and mashed potatoes and gravy.  Oh, and yams with cinnamon and brown sugar and marshmallows on top.  Our oddity entry of the year came when Jim arrived with his signature tiny crockpot filled with those little sausages in barbecue sauce.  Good stuff.  And speaking of sweets, the apple pie is gone.  It departed this life soon after Josh arrived and finished his evening meal.  Christina’s signature chocolate pie will soon follow.  She also experimented with a chocolate peanut butter pie.  I couldn’t say how good that one was.  I don’t mix peanut butter with anything but jelly, and especially not with chocolate.  What a waste of taste.  I suppose some people liked it.  Gotta have something for everyone.  Charlette brought carrot cake cupcakes.  Chris made a pumpkin pie.  Josh and Christi added veggies and fruit and a pecan pie.  I guess you could say that we had most of the food bases covered. 

The afternoon was spent watching grandkids run and laugh and tumble and play all through the house.  And when Josh and Christi arrived in the early evening, it all started over again.  Great stuff.  Then last night, after the LaMarque cousins went home and the Waco cousins were all settled in bed, Josh and Christi disappeared into the night … to do some shopping.  Had to get a jump on Black Friday, you know.  They are still in bed, so I haven’t heard the tales of their late-night adventure yet.  We’ll see at breakfast …

Psalms 118:1 says, “Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; his love endures forever.”

Father, thank you.  Yup.  That’s it.  Just thank you.  Amen.