Seth has been working on painting our deck recently, trying to beat the snow. In addition our neighbors trees have dropped a zillion leaves so he has been spending lots of time outside. One day after he had spent a few hours out there (while I was held captive inside by some feisty kids) I asked if he had enjoyed having some time to think. We are in the process of making some big decisions and I thought he probably enjoyed  much needed time to process. He responded that he hadn’t really thought about anything. I think that’s called clearing your head. Unfortunately when I work I tend to process.  Which is good but doesn’t it sound really pleasant to all out clear your head and think about NOTHING. Ladies, can I get an amen. I just don’t know if it’s possible but we can wish. I laughed with my aunt about it this week as we both marveled at the ability of our husbands to think about nothing. It’s a gift of sorts.

This morning I decided to try to chip away at the leaves with Owen while Jackson was at school (another Amen that I got him there and he stayed with those goofy casts) and Seth was back to work.  I had high hopes of clearing my head. I didn’t clear my head but I did have time to think and enjoy the fresh air.  Here are my deep thoughts from the raking and bagging time…

I think it’s a little ironic that we don’t have any trees in the back yard minus two small ones, only one of which drops leaves, and yet we have TONS of leaves. We are daily inheriting our neighbors leaves as the winds blow. My first thought was how annoying that we are spending hours cleaning up after our neighbors trees but then I realized that these trees are trees that provide us much shade and enjoyment. To look out my kitchen window this Fall and see the golden tree out my window and to have a big space in the yard from the hot sun at the end of the summer have been so nice.  I think it’s a little like friendships and community, we benefit from the joys and triumphs in our friends lives but there are also cleanup times and times that friendship can require us to sacrifice time and energy that might seem inconvenient. I hate to ask for help and this morning I had to ask our friend if she could come be with Owen for 30 min while I took Jackson to school.   She didn’t fuss about “raking my leaves” she came on over and was willing to help.  Would I have preferred to have her over for a cup of hot chocolate while the “leaves” were still pretty? yep. Was it much more humbling to have to ask for help when life isn’t looking so dazzling? yep.  Isn’t it funny how we are uncomfortable when our friendships and community work as they should. Asking for help and serving one another!? I want to become more comfortable asking for help and dishing it out when I see others in need.

So thank you 4 bags of leaves for the time to reflect. Even if you didn’t clear my head.  And thank you neighbors for sharing your shade and beautiful Fall colors, even if it means we have lots of work to cleanup the aftermath! It was still worth the enjoyment!

I am not ready to talk about our terrible, no good, very bad day we had on Friday! So in the meantime I will share with you about our thanksgiving. We drove to Maryland to my Aunt Carrol and Uncle Mike’s house. My grandmother came up from Florida and my cousin is living at home currently and her boyfriend came for the weekend too so it was a fun bunch and a very special time. I don’t see my relatives nearly enough but when I do I want to soak up the time.

For the Thanksgiving feast I was in charge of appetizers, drinks and the dessert. For appetizers I made a baked brie in brioche (cheated and got this at costco, and to be honest it wasn’t so amazing!) I also made Southern Living’s Bacon Blue Cheese Dip. Always a hit.  For dessert I made pumpkin pies and cheated again by buying a pecan pie.  My aunt made a wonderful spread with tons of sides and my cousin even made homemade rolls.  We were all stuffed by the end!

Jackson lent Owen his Indian costume he made at school, but clearly forgot to explain that the Pilgrims and Indians were friends at the Thanksgiving feast. This is Owen’s half asleep “smiling” Indian face.

Owen was sabotaging the soccer game outside so got sent in for some reading time.  He enjoyed cuddling up next to my grandmother. Jackson wrote our name cards this year and assigned people to be either pilgrims or indians. My cousin Linnea and her boyfriend Tim were Squanto and Pocohontas.

We cut the top off of our pumpkin and put the flowers in it for my aunt…I had never done this before but it made a great little vase. I put a plastic cup inside because I wasn’t sure how the flowers would like the pumpkin guts!

And as if we weren’t full enough, yesterday I roasted a turkey while we worked around the house. I wanted to have some turkey for sandwiches and cooking for the next few days. I didn’t mess with lots of sides. We kept it simple with sweet potato casserole and stuffing. We had a very low key dinner, in fact a few bites in I realized we forgot the cranberry sauce so this is how it was served!  From the can. Letting go of perfection around here! And none of my distinguished dinner guests even noticed. Oh and the shirtless kid. The other boy was still in his pj’s at dinner (as promised after his hospital day, I told him he could stay in them ALL day if he wanted…and he wanted) and was relearning how to use his newly casted wrist with ziplock bag combo.

And last but not at all the least of our thanksgiving updates is that Seth requested a hot turkey sandwich today. Open face turkey sandwiches are a Seckinger family tradition and one Seth has been a little scared of in years past. The boy has come around!!