This Thanksgiving I didn’t do any cooking or baking and.. I liked it!  I just picked up a pumpkin pie, whip cream and a bottle of cider and drove it on over to a lovely french woman’s house and celebrated with friends who had done all the cooking, baking and decorating.  A fire in the fireplace, music, yummy food and good company.

I don’t generally include photos of others unless I’ve asked their permission first, which I haven’t as of this typing.  Maybe when my blog isn’t as new or friends unaware, I’ll start posting pictures of others.  It will become a “mingle with Kate at your own risk (of being in her blog)” sort of thing.  But for now, here’s at least a picture of the turkey!

And speaking of turkey, I do always have second thoughts on whether to continue eating one of the millions of turkeys that get slaughtered every year for the holiday, or if I should switch to a Tofurkey.

And really, should we even celebrate Thanksgiving at all if it’s a celebration of the Pilgrims arriving to new land, calling it America, and taking over?

Both of those things cross my mind every year, but on the day, it’s always a warm, fun holiday with friends or family and a reminder to give thanks for every little good thing in life.