I am truly thankful; thankful for my family and friends. Last night we had lots of giggles as the boys flew miniature helicopters, crashing into each other and knocking lit candles over . . .the traditional Danish toast (skoal! not the tobacco) of aquavit (a Scandinavian caraway distilled vodka) followed by beer chaser always gets the engines going. Sharon learned how to make *perfect* gravy from a recipe from the original Betty Crocker cookbook. We tried a new tradition that the Danish cousins sent us - a rice pudding with cherry sauce. A hidden almond in your serving will win you a year of good luck! I thought about putting one in every dish . . . but hey! Go for it! Cameron was the fortunate recipient this year.We decided against giving the doggies the pork bone; past history has shown us that their delicate digestive systems are just not up to it. Who wants to be up all night with a sick dog when . . . you can just be up with your sick husband and child who had a nightmare. Poor Steve, a massive head cold has kicked in but he's a trooper.
The kids are definitely showing their age this year; no one except me was up before 10 am. No rushing for the stockings; but the gifts got ripped open in record time. They tried to be enthusiastic - their favorites were the gag gifts: butthead - a fun game with a sticky ball and velcro hats; pingpong ball shooters, which actually hurt; sudoku toilet paper (Cameron wasn't exactly sure about that one); and Steve got a programmable lightup licence plate frame that he can use for his new biz, assuming he ever gets a car! 
(Can you find the poodles?)
We are thankful mostly for each other . . . thankful for the glorious rain. Happy holidays to you and yours. My best gift this year was Steve cleaning up after dinner!
Luv,
suZen
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Sounds like you had a great Christmas down South, and I was able to find both poodles!
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