As Thankful as I am for all that God has done in our family this past year, I have to admit, I am Thankful that Thanksgiving Day 2008 is over.
Yesterday morning–Thanksgiving day–I woke up to find the Drano right where I left it.
In response to my shrieking, my honey, who is a “thinker” not a “handyman” kind of guy, sweetly went right to work to help out.
All the while, I am running back and forth to the garage sink to complete my final cooking.
After several hours of heating tempers and no HOT (or cold for that matter) water in the kitchen sink, honey and I decided to pull ourselves together and rise to the occasion.
Mind you, my table was already set with china and I had used pretty much every serving bowl, plate and spoon for my dinner planed for 12!
Problem #3) (What is that saying about 3 STRIKES!) I guess I woke up on Wednesday with some kind of tape worm because I cooked so much food I am telling you, we could have fed the entire neighborhood. I don’t know why I cooked so much. Maybe it was the nostalgia of my cooking day. Maybe because I wanted everyone to have leftovers to take home. Maybe it was because I did not want to take the time to breakdown recipes.
When we sat down to dinner I popped the 4 duplicate casseroles that I had not cooked yet into the oven to cook while we ate. Not too long after the blessing, our smoke alarms went off, our 5 month old G-Baby began to cry and smoke started to curl from the kitchen to the dining room. As I ran to the kitchen to take action, the phone rang. It was our alarm company telling us that firetrucks were on the way!! Seconds after I hung up the phone, a firetruck pulled up to our house!
After assuring the brave Firemen that it was simply smoke from casserole overload, I begged them to join us for dinner as I had enough food for the entire firehouse. They declined. I am not sure if it was from fear of getting served burnt food or if it was the table that was set up in the garage with the dishes on top and the plunger sitting next to it on the dirty garage floor!