Sometimes it's a miss.
They say, "Don't debut a new recipe on a special occasion."
This year's Thanksgiving is gluten free.
Turkey and mashed potatoes: no problem.
Butternut bisque: a fave.
Today debuted a pumpkin panna cotta tart and cornbread stuffing.
|the new stuffing, I mean, dressing|
The food was good. The time went fast. There were plenty of smiles and warmth. This heart: happy.
|this picture makes me happy|
|these tasted homemade|
Erin set up shop at the door and sold several of her books to Granddaddy and Aunt Lori.
I snagged a selfie with Dad and Linda.
After they left, Shane and I walked the trash cans to the end of the driveway. There was a beautiful sunset, and we stood at the end of the driveway holding hands looking out at it.
"How did we ever get here?" he asked, as we were walking back to our home.
Home, sweet home.
"Um, YOU!" I laughed. How Shane found this house, one of the three listings he stuck under my nose that day. And we'll never know if it had been the first one to catch his attention, because it seemed so insignificant back then. The insignificant day that would change everything.
Thanks, God, for glowy pink sunsets, my husband's hand to hold, family around the table, this old/cold house, a long driveway, hot coffee, and a great day.