Here's how it started:
Thanksgiving came and went. It's my favorite holiday. There's food and spending time with loved ones. No pressure of presents, we only go where we want for Thanksgiving or have people over so there's no pressure of seeing people who stress us out. It's all good. We had Thanksgiving at home alone this year. We had plans for company, but it didn't pan out. Allen had been learning to cook more and more this year thanks to the Pioneer Woman Blog and he wanted to learn to make dressing. Real southern dressing. I make it, but don't really use a recipe. So we made it together, and it was wonderful, messy and fun. He made a lemon pie from scratch. I cooked the turkey and made dumplings. The food was great. We ate it Thursday, Friday and Saturday... for lunch anyway :).
I work at a vet clinic and do petsitting on the side. On Thanksgiving, after we ate lunch and it was time, I took Allen with me to my petsitting jobs. He loved animals and really seemed to enjoy petting the dogs and cats and talking about their care. We have pets, but of course the ones I sit require different sorts of care than ours. He asked a lot of questions about how long everything took and wanted to know if it would take so long every time all weekend. I was excited he was so interested in what I was doing.
Not much else happened that day. I think we watched something on Hulu, then I went to bed early because I had to go to work early on Friday.
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