We are truly easing into the day. Don't have anywhere we have to be, no appointments and no last minute shopping unless Roy needs an adrenalin rush. Me, not so much. We opened The Garage on the Catmore Estate yesterday. Windy, cold and rainy, The Feral Fam need a little extra shelter. Fido is not generous in his support of his family sharing his sacred space, but he is okay with it. The littlest ones seem to love it the most and Cha Nay Nay, she is sitting pretty on the cat tower waiting for any head rubs coming her way. After Willie's exasperation over being placed in the carrier for his appointment, Roy said Willie nearly slept through the appointment. Once he got home, he slept the remainder of the morning into the late afternoon.
Saw a picture of the Christmas windows at Macy's in NYC. Reminded me of the windows at the downtown Foley's in Houston when I was a kiddo. We would go and walk around the outside taking in all the scenes, then we would go inside and stand in line to talk with Santa. Somewhere in the years the picture that was taken, our first Christmas in Houston, of Doug and I with Santa. Doug is clearly not happy sitting on Santa's lap, crying but I was telling Santa what I would like for him to bring on Christmas morning. As neighborhood grew and malls took the place of downtown shopping, we saw Santa at Meyerland Mall and Sharpstown Mall. As an adult my favorite Santa visit was in 2013 at The Inn on the Biltmore Estate.
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Happy Thanksgiving Morning! It is a coolish morning. Roy has gone back to sleep after getting up rather early this morning. We will have Thanksgiving supper cooked by the fine people at Southern Porch. Kind of excited to try something new.
And we did have that delicious supper. The drive over to Canton is always beautiful and it is at this time of year we can see the first house on top of a mountain we looked at back in 2014. When the leaves fall you can see the house. We were a tad early for pick up but we weren't the first to arrive a few minutes before 3:00. I hope they do this again next year because everything is quite tasty.
I post two pics I took while waiting for Roy to pick up and added them to FB. Truly, we are thankful for quiet Thanksgivings after years and years of chaos, stress and the like. Any holiday or celebration while growing up and even into adulthood was sabotaged by my father. I think we all kept coming around because of my mom. He was always upset about something and if he couldn't trust that something would happen out of conversations, he would stir the pot. Lots of yelling and hurt feelings many years. Other years it was the silent treatment which was almost as good as having a wonderful Thanksgiving. The Thanksgiving in the rehab hospital in 2016 was not a good one either with measures beyond my control. The best part of that day was the occupational therapy person that day heard of the mix up with pain pills and the driving nature of the fill in physical therapist who wanted to look good in order to be considered full time. She did a lymphatic massage instead of the usual stuff and wow, it was an attitude changing event.
While this is late getting posted, nonetheless, Happy Thanksgiving! Happy days of gratitude ahead and of course always in our hearts.
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