Cold Water, Warm Hearts

Happy Thanksgiving from the land the Pilgrims left behind.

John arranged a Thanksgiving potluck for the American Law students at school. We spent several hours yesterday cooking three large turkey breasts and making gravy. Once we arrived, John choreographed the setting up of tables and chairs for dining and tables for holding the feast. There were some traditional Thanksgiving foods like mashed potatoes, and some that were new like an Indian fried onion thing I can't pronounce the name of. There was even real pumpkin pie, like not from a can.

One of the undergraduates asked Ashby to tell them the Thanksgiving story. He talked about how the first Thanksgiving was between the Pilgrims and Native Americans and was a celebration of the harvest. He also said that even though he missed spending Thanksgiving with his family, he thought our celebration was very much in the spirit of the original Thanksgiving because we were different people coming together for a meal.

I like that. I think we were all thankful that we got to spend Thanksgiving together.

I am also thankful that after today there should be hot water flowing through the pipes again. And that although not having hot water for the past couple of days has not been ideal, the radiators still work, and the instant heating shower in the extra bathroom still works. So it could be worse. (The boiler is heating water, but the valve that diverts hot water into the pipes is broken so hot water is only going to the radiators.)

Today will be a day of catching up on chores and eating leftover turkey.