Well, our Thanksgiving was wonderful. Our dear friend Kenny came down from Wichita and along with my parents were our guests for our first Gleeson House Thanksgiving.
We decided that it would be too stressful for everyone to go to my parents’ house, which is what we’ve always done in the past. First of all, there are seven Gleesons (at last count) and only two Harrises; simple math shows that it’s easier for them to get here than for us to get there (although “there” is only a 20 minute drive.) Secondly, one of the seven Gleesons is autistic, and two others are aged three and one, which are factors that make a sit-down semiformal meal in a non-childproofed house very daunting. Add in the fact that the autistic boy prefers nudity at all times and you have a recipe for a possibly resentful, tiring and unfun time.
All taken with all, it was much better for them to come here. So they did, with pleasure. Chef Sean made roast turkey, stuffing, potatoes, giblet gravy, Kenny brought chocolate cake, Fat Tire beer and wine, I managed cheese, veggies, fruit, green bean casserole, my mother brought pies and deviled eggs… probably more that I am forgetting. Everything was delicious and the company was superb.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!
sounds lovely to me! Happy Thanksgiving, Gleesons!!
So nice to be home, especially with children! Glad to hear you had a good day!
Granddad and I had a lovely time at the First Annual Gleeson House Thanksgiving Dinner!
The food was superb, of course, thanks to Chef Sean. And my dear, you make a mean green bean casserole.
The best part of the day was getting to play with my adorable grandchildren instead of having to cook!
I like this new tradition.
Love, Mom