Thanksgiving at the Munt household was delightfully lazy. Mr. Phish had to work late Wednesday night and obscenely early this morning (ah, the joys of retail), so we stayed put. I missed hanging out with my crazy family but I did not miss making the 6-hour round trip in one short day.
I made the whole big giant meal, and we snacked while we waited for Mr. Turkey. Mooster was especially fond of the white extra sharp cheddar.
I made enough food to feed a crowd, because Mr. Phish really loves Thanksgiving leftovers. Our first few years together, I made a smaller meal and he unapologetically ate every last piece of turkey, every single crumb of stuffing. I eventually learned my lesson and now I make an obscene amount of food for just two people.
But then I don’t have to cook for the rest of the weekend. Plus, I haven’t had enough oomph to do much cooking during the week, so it was fun to go all out. Added bonus: Mr. Phish was on dish duty!
The boogies spent most of the day like this:
We are so blessed, with a lovely new home and a babe on the way, with amazing families, with good jobs and good health. Yesterday was a perfect day to celebrate those things and I think the fact that we didn’t go anywhere or do much of anything really allowed us to snuggle in and enjoy being together.
It was a good day. Right up until Mr. Phish’s alarm didn’t go off and he raced out of here at 3:15am. Ah, retail.