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Thanksforgiving

'Thanksforgiving' is the title to my Thanksgiving Pinterest board....

And now looking at it, I just saw it in a whole new way.... thanks + forgiving... instead of, or in addition to thanks + for + giving

Interesting.... wouldn't it be awesome if we all could just forgive others of their shortcomings and be grateful for them as they are and accept them at face value instead.... the way we hope they look at us?

Today I think of so many things....

What comes to mind:

St. George - spent many Thanksgivings there while growing up and always spent time horseback riding over that weekend
4-day school vacation
Dang!  In the middle of making this list I just remembered I forgot to make the Corn Soup... ugh...
The 'Turkey Bowl'
LeSueur Pumpkin Crunch Torte... I made a half this year which is baking (hopefully... something's up with my oven) as I type.... and man oh man, it sure smells good!
My dad whipping the potatoes into oblivion
Old family China dishes and silver
Football
The Macy's Day Parade
The cornucopia my mom always filled with fresh fruits, vegetables and nuts and put in the middle of the table
Charlie Brown holiday specials
TLB... an amazing gravy and stuffing maker... comes from a long line of them
Seminary and institute teachers that always encouraged us to kneel down and have a 'prayer of gratitude' to our Heavenly Father. where we started naming things we're thankful for, and just kept going and going.... and which never seemed to end.  It's also something I've done outside of Thanksgiving on some of those not so great days and always makes a HUGE difference  on my outlook.  It's amazing how much things can change from the start of a gratitude prayer to the finish.  I'd recommend it to anyone!




On the menu for today...

Corn soup
Browned butter herbed turkey tenderloin
Cranberry mint jelly
Sausage herb dressing
Gravy
Roasted garlic mashed cauliflower/potatoes
Ruth's Diner mile-high biscuits
Broccoli-Gruyere cheese au gratin
Pecan crusted sweet potatoes
Lots of Martinelli's sparkling cider

And..... LeSueur pumpkin crunch torte with an apple tart!!





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