Thankful for the day

For some reason it really felt like Tuesday night was the start of the holiday, and normally holidays are not a lot different from every other day for me. I really felt relaxed and eager for the next few days. I managed to remember to get the Cornish hen out of the freezer, so maybe that was a relief. If you've ever been in a house where they didn't get the turkey out of the freezer soon enough, you'd understand that.

Wednesday night I decided to bake the pumpkin pie (since you are supposed to let it sit for a couple hours before eating it, anyway). For some reason I didn't hear the timer go off on the oven that night. I suddenly was aware it was past time, and I wasn't sure how long it had been. I went into the kitchen fairly fearfully. I got the pie out. The top looked quite dark. There was a typical crack in the top and the inside of the pie looked okay and the crust looked good. I waited the two hours that night hoping the pie wouldn't have to go straight to the trash. I cut a small piece and tasted it. It was the best pumpkin pie I've had in ages. I sort of remember now that when my mother made pumpkin pie that hers came out with the top darkened (instead of looking like the pie interior, the way you usually see them when they are premade in stores). Maybe I'll plan on letting pumpkin pies bake a little longer in the future.

Meal preparation for Thanksgiving is fairly old hat for me now. But as I was starting, I realized I'd forgotten to put the sparkling cider in the fridge. I decided it was enough time before the meal so I put the bottle in the freezer. The bird, the stuffing, the wild rice all were fine as usual, and the cider was just right when I poured it out.

I'm thankful for my cat and small things that have gone right this week!