Three kids, two grandkids, two in-laws, one boyfriend, one angry ex-husband, one Alzheimers patient and a partridge in a pear tree. It's shaping up to be our normal dysfunctional family gathering for Thanksgiving . . . and I can't wait.
Amy and her boys arrive in Kansas City tomorrow evening. By the time we get back home, the other kids - including the boyfriend - should be waiting. The in-laws arrive Thursday morning. That's ten people for Thanksgiving dinner, and eight in the house through the weekend . . . a two bedroom house. People will be sleeping on the couch, the floor, air mattresses - any place they can find a spot.
Tonight and tomorrow are dedicated to food prep and a light house cleaning. I see no point to deep cleaning - no one will be able to see the dirt between all the bodies and luggage.
I will be a little scarce on-line through the rest of the week. There's a Thanksgiving puzzle and (hopefully) a book review set to post automatically, but I probably won't be visiting you all and commenting until next week. Hope you have a wonderful holiday and much to be thankful for!