We live in a small cottage. Today, my brother Ricky, his wife and their kids, grandkids and friends of kids and grandkids spent the evening at our house for a welcome fall, birthday, festival, celebration. I think at last count there were 27 people here.
We had chili, white chili, taco soup, baked potatoes, noodles, cornbread, home made cookies, smores,
cake, and more. We had football on tv, games in the backyard, playdough and water colors on the porch.
By the time everyone went home, I was on automatic. It was intense fun, sorta like a rehearsal for Thanksgiving or Christmas. Suddenly the house went from loud noisy laughter to eerie silence when they all left.
I have a month to rest and regroup before Thanksgiving. I think I can make it. This much fun takes
planning, energy and a little bit of craziness.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams