You’d think that since I had nothing to do today but chase around a 3-year-old who behaved like I had given him mass quantities of speed, I could have completed this post earlier today. Funny that. It turns out that 3-year-olds have a finite limit for how long they are willing to have you out of their sight and attention.
Marty, my fellow Listen to Your Mother: Raleigh-Durham co-producer, and I optimistically scheduled a conference call for late this morning so we could discuss the manual, potential venues and our charity. She had her almost 3-year-old at home with her, and I of course had Daniel. It was a very amusing video chat as about every 5 minutes, one of us had to look away to shout, “No! Don’t do that!” or “Hi sweet pea. Yes, say hello. Can you return to your movie? Mommy won’t be much longer.” Somehow we managed to conduct a lot of business over the course of an hour before we both accepted that the natives were restless and signed off. I’m happy to report, though, that we hope to be able to announce our venue and performance date very soon!
We were supposed to travel to my hometown to have Thanksgiving with my mother and stepfather this weekend, but we cancelled due to Daniel’s illness. I feel bad about it (because I always feel guilty), but I think we made the right decision. The last thing we want to do is to have to subject a sick 3-year-old to a different routine and a location other than home. Or maybe that’s just us.
Hopefully my mother and stepfather will be able to join us for Thanksgiving on Thursday instead, and I have to admit that it is not unwelcome that we have another quiet weekend at home to clean and get ready. Or just relax before the onslaught of cooking and cleaning begins next week. Oh, we are hosting by the way. Perhaps I neglected to mention that?
Daniel is having a lot of fun with family relationships and gender right now. He occasionally refers to himself as a girl, me as a boy, Jimmy as a girl and the cats, oddly, as girl-boy (for our cat Bit, that’s actually more accurate than he knows because s/he may identify as a girl while being a boy. Or we might have confused her by referring to her as a “she” early on due to not realizing she was a boy). He also called his grandmother his sister and his father his sister. It’s been fun. Imagine if we were Egyptian royalty or polygamous and had explain sister-wives!
Speaking of Thanksgiving, while Daniel was “napping” (read: destroying his room and throwing his stuffed animals everywhere. Remember that scene from Poltergeist when the researchers from the parapsychology department opened the children’s room and found the items spinning around? Yeah, that), I succumbed to the allure of searching for Thanksgiving recipes. If you follow me on Pinterest, I apologize because I think I pinned 20 recipes in a 2-hour period.
We are huge fans of Thanksgiving in this house now that we are adults (and this rumination is partially in response to JJiraffe’s post on Thanksgiving today). Jimmy and I both liked Thanksgiving as children, but I admit that it was more like, “yeah, yeah, Thanksgiving. Let’s get on to Christmas!” Now, though, we have new appreciation for the holiday. First of all, other than the 4th of July, I can’t think of a more seminal, meaningful holiday to celebrate as a nation. Also, now that I have much more to do for Christmas than decorate a tree and show up at someone else’s house for dinner, I appreciate a holiday that is about food and fellowship only. It’s like a chance to exhale before the end of the year. Finally, we adore Autumn, and Thanksgiving is sort of the culmination of Autumn with its emphasis on the harvest.
Anyway, my massive Pinterest pinning was more wishful thinking than reality because my husband is a creature of habit, and no holiday brings that out more than Thanksgiving. Over the years, we have fine tuned our menu and recipes, and I, to my chagrin, don’t have many opportunities to experiment because Jimmy really likes what we’ve come up with. And I’m OK with that. I have free rein at Christmas, so I can let him have the menu he wants at Thanksgiving. In truth, we both want to make traditions for our family, and our Thanksgiving menu is one tradition that we have created so far.
So here is a rough outline of our menu:
- Herbed turkey breasts
- Garlic mashed potatoes
- Sweet potato casserole (with marshmallows!)
- Green beans (leaning towards a bacon-balsamic-shallot sauce)
- Corn pudding
- Collard greens (Southern girl FTW!)
- Cornbread dressing
- Rolls (frozen; I haven’t mastered yeast yet)
I’m thinking about adding a glazed carrot or butternut squash dish as well. I don’t make dessert. I LOVE making desserts, but I find I run out of time and energy, so my mother-in-law usually makes or brings one.
I’ll post next week what exact recipes I use for the potatoes, green beans and corn pudding.
I’m getting really excited. I’m even thinking about making a decorative arrangement for the table (vs buying some carnations and arranging mini-pumpkins around it and calling it a day). I’m even pondering a few crafts with Daniel.
So, yay, Thanksgiving! It took me many years, but I finally appreciate you and want to give you your due.