happy thanksgiving!
Well, the potato filling is in the oven, and true to form, our Thanksgiving plans have been changed fifty thousand times in the past week as the other organizing Americans in the village can never stick to a plan. Currently, we are set to have Thanksgiving at the home of a couple we have never met, whose house is at the top of our "El Monte" neighborhood, which means that Big Jim and I have to schlep all of our hot casseroles up two very steep pedestrian streets. The original plan was to have the meal at our friend (the dearly departed) L.'s house just around the corner because some of her family is staying there while they visit from America. In the spirit of the holiday, Big Jim and I are trying to overlook the fact that we weren't consulted but rather just told that the dinner had moved and more people had been invited, etc., etc. The kicker, though, is that the new hosts aren't even American! (Big Jim isn't either, I realize, but he serves as our honorary Pilgrim, complete with silver foil buckles on his shoes.)
I suppose it could be worse. After last year's narrow escape from a complete debacle, when everyone else decided Big Jim and I would be hosting, yet neglected to mention this critical factor to us until people actually arrived at the door with hot dishes, my clever husband devised the following plan:
What a perfect week to paint the house! Very sly. :-)
Enjoy your turkeys and pumpkin pie, everyone!
hasta pronto,
mylifeinspain










