Yesterday Michelle and I hosted family for our first thanksgiving dinner. Everything with the food went way too smoothly until both casserole dishes shattered in the oven and I wouldn’t shut up about why it happened which did nothing to solve the green bean bundle and stuffing crises.
The only thing that really caused me to freak out when we were looking at this house was the size of the dining room and our current dining set. We did a measurement beforehand and did a mock up with realtor business cards and it the room was too small for my grandparents dining set. Well, our measurements were wrong and amazingly the table fits perfectly, and only slightly less perfectly when extended. Luckily no one had to use the bathroom during dinner.
All in all, the food and times were good, and we can’t be thankful enough for the help we’ve received from family in moving in and getting situated in our new place. It is so comfortable and home-like, even with a small oven.
Apparently the first Thanksgiving we hosted wasn’t too memorable. This was our second, the first being two years ago at our old place.
Ouch Andy. Were you out in the other room that entire Thanksgiving watching football or something while your wife slaved away in the kitchen?
Yeah, you know me and football. That didn’t count since it was a rental.