It’s officially turkey week! The beginning of the holiday madness – what we like to call the calm before the storm.
I feel as though Thanksgiving has been slightly overlooked this year in our household. I had all intentions to put up decorations but by the time I got Halloween decor down and knowing Thanksgiving was early this year, I’d be ripping Thanksgiving down in no time to make room for Christmas. I would love a little more breathing room between Halloween and Thanksgiving. Can’t Halloween be bumped to September?!
The only decor that made an appearance this year was the pallet turkey on our patio.
Last year at this time I had a friend visiting and we decided on a whim to do a project that she could fit in her suitcase and take home with her. (Which ended up only kind of fitting!) I had pallets left over from a project and I was about to throw them out when they were finally repurposed.
The only tools we used were a scroll saw and a drill. We put pieces of wood together and traced three different sized circles and cut with the scroll saw and attached them together with screws. We shaped the feathers and cut with a scroll saw as well as the legs and feet. The face took some time drawing and redrawing – cutting and then recutting.
My friend went home with a semi-unassembled turkey with intentions to piece it together when she got home. I just learned recently she still isn’t quite done – and she asked that I not un-friend her for not finishing it yet. 🙂 Perhaps we should’ve stuck to a project that she could’ve taken home finished! But if I’m being honest I’m the queen of semi-finished projects. They always gets finished…eventually!
Just before my TIA, I started collecting materials for a new project – a THANKFUL sign. I wanted it large to sit above my entertainment center and I wanted the letters cut out of wood. Funny sidenote: when I showed up to the ER, I had my purse with me and as I was grabbing my wallet out, a pack of scroll saw blades came with it! I had just been that morning to the specialty wood shop to grab my last supplies. After my ER visit, I was feeling anything but myself. I felt out of place in my own body, I was tired and dizzy.
After two weeks passed and I could feel the depression start to wash over me and zero motivation to do anything, I pulled out my tools. At first, I was doing it somewhat reluctantly because I really didn’t feel like working with wood. But saws have healing properties for me and this jig saw project was just to trick to snap me out of a downward spiral. And what better message to be working on for me, right?
As I cut those letters, I had a distinct impression of gratitude that I was still able to do projects like this. That the numbness in my fingertips had subsided and I could feel the vibration of the saw. I had complete control over my fingers to move the wood in and out from the blade. I felt like myself more so than any other time in the previous weeks and it felt good. Project Kara is a happy Kara, even if they’re small projects.
Tonight as a family, we spent time talking about gratitude and a spirit of Thanksgiving. We all took turns sharing things big and small that we’re grateful for. I am beyond grateful for my health – a huge wake-up call for not only myself but also Steve. We often take our good health for granted and I recognize that. I am grateful to feel like myself again, its an uncomfortable to feel as though you don’t fit in your own skin and body. I am grateful for a loving and dedicated husband who takes care of me even when I don’t think I need it – he always knows how to help me. I’m grateful for those little humans who call me mom even when we’re in the thick of it and my patience is surface level – they’re always quick to forgive. I’m grateful for friends and family near and far who enrich my life on a daily basis. I have so much to be grateful for, I love a season dedicated to sharing our gratitude.
Thanksgiving was a good day. We expected it to be a good day, but as Steve and I drove home from his brother’s house after a long day with a child screaming in the back seat and one who quickly fell asleep almost sitting up we both agreed it was better than a good day. It was a great day. Some days are just like that.
We started the morning bright and early, dragging kids out of bed for the Turkey Trot. We walked, ran, ate and played with cousins. And even knowing we were joining up with cousins shortly after – it was still like ripping teeth out to get them all separated.
Steve’s sister had her baby the day before and Steve found out while we were at the Turkey Trot that they were using his name as the middle name. Steve was touched and humbled and we made a quick pit stop by the hospital on the way home so he could hold him just for a minute. Tender moments.
Steve’s brother hosted our Thanksgiving gathering. An intimate 52 family members – all the love to them for being willing to host that crowd. When you have nine kids – nothing will ever be a small group and everyone wants to be together. So assignments were made and carried through and we fed the masses.
Our assignment this year was the rolls. I spent a good portion Wednesday making rolls – cooking some and then freezing the dough for others to pull out the next day to let rise while we were trotting. And you can expect someone to eat just one roll so we cooked over 120. I lost count of how many I had to test as they were pulled from the oven. Nothing beats a roll straight from the oven.
The tables were set up in such a way that we were able to really enjoy our meal and conversation and they were set beautifully.
After the eating commenced, the playing began and then some napping and football and more playing and then of course pies. And more pies. And just when I was telling myself that I was all pied out – a new pie would surface and I’d take another sliver. It wasn’t until we were leaving that I realized I hadn’t even touched the pumpkin pie! I made sure to make up for that the next day!
As the sun set, it cast a beautiful orange glow across the sky and backyard, it was beautiful. We sat on the covered patio, watching the cousins play and talking into the night. Briggs was the arm ornament of choice, as long as he was happy! Hunter was playing soccer. Hallie was on the trampoline. Bennett was running back and forth to the ice machine to cool off. And Cannon…he ended up being the least happy of the bunch the entire day. He was extremely afraid of the roll-top door to the game room that kept opening and closing. His cousins convinced him the walls would collapse in if the door opened. (Got to love older cousins!) So he honestly struggled every time he saw it open and he would run away screaming. So my relaxed evening on the patio watching the sunset was interrupted just a few times. Even then – we drove away with exhausted kids and agreed, it was a great day!
We were fortunate to spend our Thanksgiving morning with friends and family at the Gilbert Turkey Trot – which has become a favorite annual event. I think this event is taking an especially deep root with me as I work more with the organization through my design work leading up to the event. It’s not just a fun Thanksgiving morning activity. It’s weeks and weeks of working to make sure everything is designed, printed and ready to go. This year I counted 6 shirts I had designed that people were wearing at the event. That’s the rewarding part of designing – seeing it in use.
The other part I love – is seeing a family of our size rallying around our niece Lucy in support of Families Fighting Blindness. (You can learn more about her foundation here.)
Our little family walked the one mile “fun run” and Steve completed his first 5K – which seems like a simple task for all you runners, but we are not runners and Steve made it a goal to run this and he completed it and I loved watching him cross that finish line. I on the other hand would rather poke my eyes out with a fork than run even a mile.
Bennett loved the gratitude wall. I found him in this position more than a couple times making his mark on the board, trying to sound out all the things he had in his heart.
Hallie came up to me as excited as could be and told me she saw Lindsey Stirling (the dancing violinist who is absolutely amazing) and wanted to take a picture with her. I quickly followed her through the crowd until we came upon Lindsey talking with her sister. Hallie nervously asked if she could grab a picture with her cousins and Lindsey was as sweet as could be to oblige. These girls had stars in their eyes the rest of the morning!
Briggs has decided he doesn’t love anyone else holding him but me. When he realized my sister-in-law was holding him and my nephew was making faces trying to get him to smile – he puckered up and about lost it. I snatched him before the colossal meltdown took place.
I can’t think of a better way to kick off a day of eating, lounging and gratitude!
Bennett came home with a turkey and it was his job (with help from the family) to decorate or disguise his turkey. He talked of gluing cereal to it, which I knew would be a disaster. He talked of making it into Darth Vader which I knew would take forever.
After scrolling through pinterest, he saw the angry bird turkey. He loved it. I thought it was rather funny just for the subliminal meaning – what turkey isn’t an angry bird this time of year. 😉
With some white feathers and a red feather boa – this thing was stapled together in 4 minutes time. Much faster than watching large globs of glue on cereal dry! I drew the face and Bennett colored it with markers. It looks nothing like a turkey, but if you look real close you can see its feet sticking out the bottom!
I’m having a hard time believing its Thanksgiving next weekend. Where did November go? A number of people I know already have their Christmas trees up which I think is crazy and yet at the same time I find myself jealous that they’re already enjoying their tree. I’ve never put my tree up before Thanksgiving although I’ve been tempted to a time or two.
In my book this weekend is really the last calm before the storm. We’re going to make the most of it. Happy weekend.