Ah.. the obligatory T-Day post. hahaha
It was a pretty nice affair. Tongue God managed to beat me to the punch in the Thanksgiving Day texts but it DID remind me to get mine out to my lovers. Phat Boy jested to be about something I’d posted on FB and Sexy Voiced Omar called me his little MILFy. lol. I didn’t hear back from Ultimate Man nor Tasty Man (strike that… as I type this I get a reply text from Tasty Man saying he wished he could be there to provide the “stuffing”) and since I’d just seen Hottie I didn’t bother sending him a text. heeheehee And Sex God was meeting me later that day with his kids to spend T-Day with me & mine at my Mother’s. He’d get his Happy Thanksgiving in person!
I spent the first few hours of the day going through ALL the free movie channels to set the DVR to record this holiday weekend opportunity of movie recording for the future. Yay! Others prepare for the Zombie Apocalypse and I prepare for the days of no good t.v. on the telly!
I was bringing the peeled & boiled pearl onions and my salad & homemade dressing. I also brought some apples, crackers & cheese because the only one of us who got lunch was Luke. Primarily due to we all had late or big breakfasts! Sex God and his kids arrived right on time & my mother got him working on the white sauce for the onions. He did an exemplary job as they turned out delicious! We got the big folding tables set up as one large square table & set with plates. Mom tried baked yams instead of the usual mashed kind. Again, delicious.
We had the usual guests added with my mother’s intern Jessica, who got the lesson of “how to make gravy” from my mother. I’ve had the lesson (hell, most everyone who’d had a Thanksgiving with my mother has HAD that lesson!). I substituted all of her advice for a nice can of Wondra flour when I make gravy! Takes all the “how to” part into easy peasy.
Dinner went off pretty well. Mom talked religion with Sex God’s son who’s recently into it. Luke managed to refrain from MOST of his attacks on religion. Conor didn’t pitch an angry fit for any reason. Evan didn’t sulk off either. Win/Win for Mom! The dinner conversation was pretty boring & Mom went on and on about “how” the things were cooked. And it finally ended. Most everybody helped clean up. We all had desert & the evening finally ended.
Sex God couldn’t stay with me as he had his kids & I have no room to house them for a night so with a kiss, a longing lustful look, he left, dropping Jessica off at her home. I called my Dad’s wife to see if she wanted to leftovers and she declined. I got the scoop on my Dad and it wasn’t as good as we’d like. Kinda of a sobering end to the evening (his blood pressure keeps dropping & he’s officially diabetic now. He was borderline before.)
I think I was the only person today who mentioned what they were thankful for (I voiced I was thankful for my Dad’s health). Of course I couldn’t really mention ALL I was thankful for.
Was I thankful for my lovers? Oh yes. My kids? Of course. That my Dad wasn’t a vegetable after his stroke? Oh very, very much so!
But I think I’m most grateful that I’ve managed to keep my sanity these days as I struggle to juggle living within my means with 3 teenage boys on no child support, getting the kids to either deal with their emotional issues or school issues, etc so they don’t flunk or freak, be there to support my Dad & his wife, work what’s almost a full time job AND still have a moment or two of personal “what Heather would love to do” time.
All in all… things could be a hell of a lot worse and THAT is what I’m most Thankful for.