Tuesday, November 22, 2016
We woke to rain yesterday morning. It doesn't happen often but I like when it does. The forecast was for rain on and off through the day, with snow on the mountain, where it's colder. We never get a steady, all-day rain here, though I like that too. But we were in and out of showers all day long, with a few breaks of weak sun. It was our full homeschool day, so the three of us stayed home most of the day, only going out for the GB's ballet class in late afternoon. There is almost nothing I enjoy more than a day at home in bad weather. After very hectic shopping on Sunday, to collect everything I need for Thanksgiving, I was happy to spend Monday at home, supervising schoolwork, crocheting, making soup in the slow-cooker (I made this tomato soup again, the third time in about a month, because I just love it), catching up with my magazines and doing a little housework.
The children like staying home on a stormy day too, which is one reason I love the monsoon in summertime; the unpredictable weather breaks up the days, making it easier, and more interesting, to spend lots of time at home together. They finished their work and moved on to other things - science experiments, reading and crafts. Miss GB worked on her long-stitch project. We watched a few How Stuff Works videos on Amazon Prime. We talked about baking but I decided that my impending birthday cake and our Thanksgiving dessert will be more than enough.
We headed out to ballet during a lull in the rain. While she danced, a big thunderstorm moved in. The LB and I listened to the rain falling hard on the dance studio's roof. We drove home in heavy rain, as heavy as any monsoon day, arriving home just as the Bear returned from work. We tucked into our soup and then we sat in the dark and watched the lightning. After the kids went to bed, the Bear and I caught up on The Durrells and Soundbreaking. I finished writing out my Thanksgiving Day cooking timetable (two days' worth) and gathered dry ingredients on the buffet to make them easier to grab while I cook. The smoker is not quite fixed yet, so I'm roasting the turkey whole. I've got the Butterball website bookmarked. I'm not afraid to call the hotline if it comes to it.
Today, we woke to clouds and mist but we couldn't stay home; there was just one day of school before the break. But the Bear took the day off as part of his holiday time, and we spent the morning running errands together - Hobby Lobby, Target, liquor store, thrift store. We are home now, ready for our holiday. He's making wax-and-sawdust fire starters in the shop, I'm drinking tea and watching the storm clouds lift and fall over the foothills, leaving a little more snow every time they rise. The children float between us, back and forth with their own pursuits. We'll be ready for an excursion tomorrow afternoon for the LB's guitar lesson, but for now, I'm very content. I'll make more tea, think about tonight's dinner, check the backpacks and wash the water bottles, fold a bit of laundry. There will always be ups and downs, and the days are not always cozy and peaceful, but I am deeply thankful for my homely, lovely life.
Happy Thanksgiving from our family to yours! Thank you for being sweet, kind friends.