Thanksgiving

I am so blessed. 
We had a lovely Thanksgiving meal.  Mom only complained about the gravy being bland.  And then she kept wondering where the stuffing was and where the fruit salad was.  She had already finished those on her plate.  She wanted to know how long I cooked that bird and how I knew it was done.  It had a timer. 
The little man decided to try the neck meat that I had cut up for the gravy.  And he liked it.  No seasoning, no nothing....just the meat.  The little woman had told me she was going to eat turkey and she did.  I took a picture as proof. 
It was a lovely afternoon.  And then it was done.  Pat rushed off to black Friday at Walmart.  He wanted the 55 inch television they had and he was sixth in line.  Made him happy.  We took Mom home and amazingly enough the front door wasn't locked.  Guess they didn't lock it so early because a lot of folks would be returning.