Today turned out a bit different than I'd planned. My parents were coming at 11 o'clock. At 10 o'clock the doorbell rang and it was my mother… bearing pies. Turns out, she was only bringing me the pies she said she'd make, then she was going back home! My father is sick and didn't want to come. He's not throwing up, coughing, or otherwise showing symptoms. My guess is depression, but no way to know. He won't go to the doctor and he won't talk to my mom about it. He just refused to come, saying he was sick… and had been saying he was for a couple of days. He told her she could stay, but she didn't want to, and he wouldn't let her call my son to meet her half-way to pick up the pies (it is a 40 mile drive one way, plus they had about 3" of snow when we only got about 1/2"). I'm wondering what is going on with him… and yet? I'm secretly glad they couldn't come. I know that makes me a horrible person.
Also missing was BIL. He decided he was too uncomfortable about his family situation so decided to pass. He never called us to tell us he wasn't coming, but he called MIL this evening and told her he went to a church for supper.
All in all, it turned out to be a smaller group, but we had a nice dinner and now have lots of leftovers. It was a good day with the family who could come.
Five days of Gratitude: Day 4 – I'm grateful that I have a beautiful house to clean and entertain in. I'm blessed to have a big beautiful kitchen in which to cook. I'm thankful to have the means to have enough to eat today as we celebrate Thanksgiving and all the other days of the year. I hope all of you who celebrate Thanksgiving had a wonderful meal and a great deal to be thankful for.