I woke up this morning at 6:00 am and the rest of the house sleeping peacefully.  Of course, as a woman, I immediately start thinking of everything I have to do today.  Even though the dinner is at my aunt's house, I am making the corn pudding and a dessert (a Layered Pumpkin Loaf recipe I found on another blog and modified to make my own...I almost always modify recipes to suit my family's needs and tastes).  So I start thinking that I have to take the cream cheese (for the dessert) out of the fridge to soften, and should I leave the corn pudding partially unbaked so it won't dry out when it's reheated at their house.  Then I start thinking of how yesterday, Little Guy said he wanted to stay home for Thanksgiving and eventually I got the reason from him....that he is scared of my aunt's new puppy, and I'm wondering if I can call her and ask her to keep the puppy up so I don't have a scared kids attached to my leg the whole day, but is that really fair to the puppy because we all know puppies think they are human and are part of the family.

(And for those who are worried #1 about my run on sentences and/or #2 that I haven't mentioned anything funny yet, please be patient...I am getting there)

Finally I start thinking of Thanksgiving past, which gave me this great memory to calm all those voices in my head.  Two years ago, I had Samuel in a two morning a week preschool class.  Sure they sent home a calendar of the color of the week or whatever, but I really didn't know what they were teaching him.  When we began gathering to the "grace circle" before eating, I told Samuel that we were going to say grace.  He started singing the ABC song.  We all thought this was hilarious, but then at the class Christmas party, the teacher led grace over the snack and sure enough it was sung to the the tune of the alphabet song (otherwise known as Twinkle Twinkle)!  It went like this, "ABCDEFG, Thank you God for feeding me." 

So, if you even have time to read this blog on Thanksgiving day and are finding yourself somewhat frazzled (or even saddened by a recent loss), try to remember something good in Thanksgiving past and let that ease your mind like it did mine.