Jack Bauer is due home any day now. And of course, there is the big holiday the day after tomorrow. In years past, and still humming below the surface, Thanksgiving would be enough by itself to have sent me into a stress-filled fit, and the thought of a big homecoming would be enough by itself to have sent me into an anxiety-induced paralysis of inaction.
So what am I NOT doing to avoid losing my mind?
First, I am getting take out for Thanksgiving. Maggiano's is doing a Thanksgiving Day Menu. I just placed our order. Oh, let's see that took 5 minutes. The picking up of the meal will take a little while longer, about 45 minutes total round trip. But I am willing to do the hard work of driving on Thanksgiving to make it happen. So Thanksgiving dinner is taken care of. One less thing to worry about. Oh, you want to know what we are having?
- Roasted butternut squash and prosciutto
- Goat cheese and olives
- Fresh tomatoes & basil
Chopped salad
- Spinach salad
- Traditional roast turkey with giblet gravy, cranberry relish & focaccia sausage stuffing
- Country-style baked ham
- Mashed sweet potatoes
- Garlic mashed potatoes
- Baked ziti & sausage
- Mushroom ravioli
- Pumpkin praline cheesecake, and
- A warm apple crostada.

And as surely as the sun will rise, there will be some piece of laundry that will need to be folded, hung up, or put away. I wouldn't want Jack to feel like he was in someone else's home. :D