Things are a tad bit less festive than they look. C picked up a stomach bug and passed it to her dear husband. My mother may be on her way to another skin infection. Someone (not THESomeone) dear to me has had a lung biopsy this day before we give thanks.
But the apple crisp is in the oven. When it comes out, the pumpkin pies will go in.
The world keeps going 'round and 'round. Pumpkin custard will be eaten as dessert after our traditional Thanksgiving Eve pizza. Things are messy.
But all is well....enough.Blessings upon all our houses.