The travel rush is on this morning, and with bad weather across the country it looks like a doozy shaping up. I wish I could wave a wand and magically transport our far-flung family to the Thanksgiving dinner table. John would pour you a good glass of wine, and there would be plenty of turkey and trimmings.
Amanda said they woke up to a winter wonderland in the Methow Valley this morning, and school is cancelled for Nova and Maya. It's soggy and warm over here in Seattle, and Thanksgiving day might be one of the wettest on record. By Saturday, it will be 30 degrees cooler with a possibility of snow showers. We'll miss the family of course, but I'm glad none of us are traveling back and forth over the mountains this weekend. I don't plan to drive any farther than Safeway today.
Most of the stores are open tomorrow and Christmas is in full swing. Don't look for any last minute fall decorations for your Thanksgiving table.
This is a sad trend in our country. I feel for the cook who stays home with the turkey
while the family shops for Black Thursday bargains. Or maybe they all eat dinner together at the Mall.
Currier and Ives might have been the Thomas Kincade of the 19th century, but still-- a nice fantasy.
Currier and Ives
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