We had a lovely Thanksgiving afternoon around the dinner table, my son, sister-in-law, cousins and friend, and Tom and I. The BBQ smoked turkey was perfect and all of the rest of the food was yummy too. Of course I took no photos of the food or the guests. I was busy.
We did not shop on Black Friday. We did go to breakfast with our teacher group. When we got home Amazon had delivered our shopping to our door. Then we went for a walk.
Over the weekend we walked, watched college football and Seahawks football and picked up the kids at the airport. While they were gone the roofing company that we hired to replace their roof finally got a the break in the weather they needed, and got Jill's roof replaced. Yay! We used the last of my inheritance to pay for it, but I think my mother would approve.
Sunday I finally got back to working on my quilt project. I had been stewing about it, since the project got much bigger than I had planned on, but today I was able, with Tom's helping hands, to get it sandwiched and machine quilted - just stitch in the ditch, nothing fancy - and ready for the application of the binding. I can't show you or tell you what it is until after Christmas, because it is a secret. But I am much relieved that it is all working out.
On Thanksgiving we give thanks for the help that Native Americans gave to the first European settlers. Today the president attempted to thank the Navajo Code Talkers for their lifesaving work during WWII. But he couldn't manage to pull it off without flinging an insult, what amounted to a racial slur. Trump is such a jerk. For him I am not thankful.