The way to love someone
is to lightly run your finger over that person's soul
until you find a crack,
and then gently pour your love into that crack.
~Keith Miller

Tuesday, December 10, 2019







Thanksgiving, the day, has come and gone and before we are way long past, I thought I might "try" to post some of my pictures which surrounded the holiday.

We had beautiful weather here, most especially for late November, but it was punishingly cold in a few places in the US, most notably for me, in DEN where flights out were canceled ... not to be rescheduled for several days. Three made it in on Friday. 
It's so good when they can make it home.



This is Oliver, a very sweet (and handsome) bobtailed  orange marmalade cat. He's been here a good bit and is totally chill with us.

Lol!
No, thats not me! That's my husband and that's my dog ...
and that's superwoman (aka 4)!



My dad loved to make turkey and avocado tacos with the leftovers. I actually probably prefer that to the traditional meal. This year, V had the idea to attempt turkey taquitos. My parents, both great cooks, would be delighted to see their grands enjoying cooking so much as they do.
It's one of my favorite things to see them doing either separately or in combo.

special request bacon, biscuits and gravy
and the dog got the leftovers again
Thanks again to V for the flowers!
Sweet.


One, and Four's feet
(which were up on the coffee table a good bit this year
note worthy because she is not a good "rester" but she's getting more chill,
I like to see them relaxing when they are here.)

One brought the puzzle, we seem to be puzzle workers when they come home. pink check mark on the missing piece which coincidentally showed up laying on top of the puzzle once One checked back in a few days later ... hmmmmm. He knew we all (yes, there was some discussionthought him capable of sitting a piece off somewhere and I moved all the furniture around looking for it, and scolded my dog for his tabletop height dust brush tail swishing around everywhere, One, eyes dancing with his unique brand of delight, was quick to point out that the piece is actually in the picture I took and sent out for all to see. We laughed about that! Even better! Hidden in plain sight by serendipity.

I like to do the solid color pieces best. All of the pieces I found are either in the sky or that blasted tree where the temporally missing piece finally completed this one. It's neat to watch the activity around the puzzle.

Last Christmas, Two's significant other, who has been a part of the bigger us for several years now, observed that my five are like the Power Rangers, each pretty awesome as individuals, but completely a force to be reckoned with, potentially intimidating, when they join together as the Morphin MEGAZOID.  (that's cultural literacy check millennial 101)  I'm looking for a Power Ranger puzzle for next.

It's a lot of people. Seems normal to me, but may be a bit much at one time for some. 
Sometimes there's a bit of drama. All Five, plus 2sSO, will be in for a longer stay at Christmas so this was a sorta warm up. I am so excited ... and I may be getting better at hosting adult children. I'm realizing it's an art form. And they are the best parts of my heart.

BBQ lunch with Three

Three left his cap on little sister's desk.
He'll be back for it soon.  I like seeing their things around.





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