Another Thanksgiving gotten through. They're certainly a lot more peaceful these days.
The cooking is easier, too, since I have started making the turducken and vegetables on the grill; the only thing I fret over is starting with enough charcoal and keeping it going for over three hours. But the secret there is to err on the side of too much. If there is any remaining charcoal, it will stop burning once I close the grill vents, and be ready for next time. (I may grill a New Year's corned beef by the same indirect heat method. And for Christmas? I don't know. Not a big fan of ham. Brisket would be good, even if it is the same cut they use for corned beef.)
Tam was out for the first half of the week and I had days off at both ends. You'd think I would have gotten a lot done around the house. Well, I did get to some serious laundry, blankets and quilts that take looking after; and I did a little cleaning. But mostly, I slept. Since I often don't get much of that in a regular week, it probably counts as "doing something," despite the nagging of my Midwestern conscience.
Now one of the toughest months of the year for me is underway -- I don't cope well with crowds, I'm not fond of traffic, and we may be in for a cold, damp time outdoors (or snowy or icy, or possibly all three). Just keep dancing, right? Just keep dancing.
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