When people say “it’s the thought that counts,” know that they mean it. When someone knows you so well that a special gift hits home, that works for me.
CLOSE YOUR EYES, MARGIE. She’s my mother-in-law. I don’t want her to read the rest of this.
Yes, I know you’re reading it anyway, just don’t tell Joe. We’re looking into a two bedroom guest rental in our building so that you two can finally visit and be comfortable. We’ll see it tonight as there is a showing and party. Now, bye.
My father-in-law has never been here and he collects a rock from every place he has visited. My in-laws recently celebrated their 40th wedding anniversary.
I found a small, heart-shaped rock on the beach this summer that I’ve been saving. It will be framed by Friday in barn board for their new home and come with us to TX for my 10th anniversary of being formally in the family and, more importantly, their 40th wedding anniversary. Belated, of course.
Yes, I still have some family, but for Thanksgiving this is my family and I give thanks for all family every day. I know what I’m making this year, at least 7-8 dishes plus breakfasts, do you? Dee
Cooking with Dee 