I've heard stories about turducken but I've never eaten it. Sounds good though and I love dark meat so with the duck thrown in, there should be plenty, eh? What a lovely time you had with your family.

I did an amaryllis once and was amazed that it grew under my care

Our neighbor has purple lights out. I only know that as we were out after dark last night. We can't see them from our house but they are very pretty.

Happy Holidays to you and yours.

Go for it with the purple lights, Sharon.

And don't forget about the sprouts. Maybe for New Year's Day? Look who's talking ... I'm fresh out of them myself at the moment.

I'll pass on the turducken too and would have joined you at your computer table with all the other good things to eat.

Always enjoy reading your blog.

Ahhhh purple lights!
I woke up thinking about them this morning.

Pegi, I would have been glad to have you at my computer table with me.

Y'all have a real good day, it's raining cold here this morning.

about the purple lights! They sound lovely. I've wanted to do them myself & will someday.

I expect I would have loved to join you at your computer table also. Even though I eat meat; there are times it turns my stomach to look at it done in certain ways. And if I think about it much. Turducken is not one I wish to examine.
Isn't that the nicest thing about families who are close? They understand & do not fault you for your preferences. But then, look who raised those very kids? You. What else would one expect of children raised by you? I suspect they would not blink if they were at my house & I did such. They have too much understanding & judge not. If you ever wonder if you did things right when raising them ---- DON'T.

So you've had your kids for your birthday & on through Thanksgiving & a rose bloomed in the rain for you on your special day. It was a good week.

You are such a sweetheart, Anni. Thank you for saying that.
I hope my children are adaptable like that, and I think they are. As for judging others, I couldn't live with myself if I'd ever allowed them to even think about being judgmental.

Well, my boys just left on their way back to Indianapolis. Lots of hugs and kisses to see them on their way. My son's girlfriend is from Spain though she graduated high school here in the states. She is a linguistics professor at Franklin University in Indianapolis. She is such a sweetheart, but was so funny about Thanksgiving. Mac and cheese was her contribution to the dinner because she's never really celebrated Thanksgiving and didn't know what else to bring. Funny that she thinks of mac and cheese as the typical food of choice for Americans, though in truth she knew that's what Ethan would like best.

So yes, it's been a great week. I think now I really need a nap.

And by the way, my daughter will be here for another week, I think. Her 'Fall/Winter Break' she calls it.
Works for me.

Then it's going to be another good week! YAY! Enjoy.

Sharon, - so you didn´t have a bite of the turducken.- Well, although I like meat, I didn t like it ´very much the one time my daughter prepared it. As I told you she put in a lot of work to prepare it and everybody seemed to like it a lot. But I prefer one bird at a time ok. And Maccaroni and Cheese is wonderful too.
By the way we don´t celebrate Thanksgiving here, I mean it is not an Icelandic custom. But traditions travel nowadays and younger people who have lived and studied all over the world bring with them new traditions, - Thanksgiving being one of them.
The Christmas fast/advent started today, which means ligthing the first candle on the Advent Wreath, and every Sunday until Christmas.
December and January are the darkest months and everybody decorate their houses inside and out at this time.

Hi Magga,

I hadn't thought much about it but I can see how holidays and customs could travel quite easily. My big thing about Thanksgiving is that I think we should be thankful every day, but it's nice that as a country we can always know that others are also thankful at that particular moment in time as well.

I love idea of decorated houses during the dark months. I'll bet all those lights lift a lot of spirits that might otherwise be dark. I keep lights on during our dreary days (not as dark as yours) but had never thought of decorative lights for all of them.

Turducken. Well, as long as everybody else enjoyed it, it was fine with me. I just simply couldn't get anywhere near it.
It's good to hear from you. Happy Holiday Season to you.

As you know, Sharon, I'm a meat eater, but I took one look at your turducken photos and wondered immediately how anyone could eat it. It looks nasty! If it had a good aroma, I might be able to eat some, but I don't even want to try.

Purple lights? Here you go: http://www.christmaslightsetc....

Oh my, Larry, you just made my Christmas!!! Purple Passion lights, of course!! Thank you. Now if only I can get them here and up before Christmas. Lights like that deserve to be lit for a long time. I think they might even look good for Valentine's day, then there's Easter. Oh yeah!! I can do this.

As per the turducken. It looked a little better I guess before my 5 guests had their share. And from their accounts it was wonderful and a huge success. I still can't bear to look at the picture. I close my eyes every time I open the blog. Ugh.

Sharon, I love how you ramble from one subject to another so naturally that I often don't notice that we started with A, which flowed into B and C. Or in this case boneless birds eventually leading us to purple lights.

When I think of boneless birds, I usually picture the Gary Larson cartoon featuring the Boneless Chicken Ranch, showing limp blobs of chickens strewn about with feathers, feet and all. I have a coffee mug with that Far Side cartoon on it.

Heh! That's the beauty of blogs, my dear Mary! They allow us to ramble and roam.

You know me well enough to know that I don't dwell too long on chickens of any form or fashion. If they lead to purple lights then that's much better than if they led to purple chickens or Easter eggs.

But then that's another long ramble, isn't it?

"You know me well enough to know that I don't dwell too long on chickens of any form or fashion. If they lead to purple lights then that's much better than if they led to purple chickens or Easter eggs."


Hmmm, I had a chicken once that swallowed a purple light. Ya'll might not believe this next part but, but, well... the eggs from that chicken were a bit out of the ordinary. Ya see, when they were still raw they appeared to be normal. Once you hard boiled them though they tended to glow in the dark.

I can only assume that, like many other entities in Life that the force of enlightenment in a raw egg was still swimming, searching for a foothold to find itself. Once the eggs were boiled, becoming hard, the life force within was then on a solid foundation and able to share and shine its light towards us. I reckon that's true in Nature, once we all have a good foothold and are on firm footing we can more easily share what we have to offer, eh? Kinda like Sharon's writing....

Shoe (rained in for the day, loving it!)

And y'all thought I was a rambler???

♫ I am a rovin' rambler
I've rambled o'er this land . . . ♬

Oh no, wrong word. Sorry.

Shoe, you are such a sweetheart.

Yeh...ramblin and ramblin. Your fault, all 'cause you mentioned a purple light and chickens. I'm innocent.

Shoe (who knows Sharon is not a Rambler, she's a Cadillac!) (Dawgs! There I go again, plagued with word association and the thoughts that follow.) (And for ya'll youngin's, there once was a car called a Rambler...I owned one!)

I didn't go ramblin' in a Rambler, but one summer I drove somebody's Lark. Black. Looked like a black box.
Felt like drivin' a big black hearse, but it was a big black Lark.

But then I got my candy apple red Mustang and all was well in my world.

Here's an Amaryllis for ya, Shoe. It's Alfresco!
Does that make you hungry?