Thanksgiving has happened chez Boud. And a lovely one it was. We had a crowd, see below
Is this not a sight to gladden the heart? Piping hot, served to me without my lifting a finger. What a treat.
We finished up with the Victory Cookie and pots, plural, of tea. The VC started as eight pieces, and after eating and sending home with Handsome Son, now is two lonely pieces waiting for me to take care of them, not too hard, I think.
This was the most relaxing holiday I think I ever had. The cheese and cracker starters were lovely, just chatting and munching, no concern about things in and on the oven, timing them, watching the clock, just enjoying. Handsome Son had everything organized, declined my offers of help.
Both very happy about various political outcomes and feeling much better about everything, especially the prospect of a vaccine not too long hence.
Lovely time.
*The Dollivers knitted and named by me, adapted from Knitted Babes, by Claire Garland, aka dotpebbles on line, likewise the parakeets, her pattern, my adaptation. The Dollivers have many outfits, mostly designed by me. Knitted dresses and Bette Davis' hat from patterns in Knitted Babes. Straw hats by me.
The dogs are from the Knit Your Own Dog book, by Sally Muir and Joanna Osborne. The polar bear you saw a few weeks ago is from their Knit Your Own Zoo book. Great fun.
As is a lot of life at the moment!
And here's what also happened: Handsome Son said he thinks this is how we will do holidays going forward. Fine by me.
