This is definitely my favorite time of year, when the air is crisp and Thanksgiving is almost here.
Here in Middle Tennessee we have had one of those fall seasons where we (literally) run our air conditioner during the day after sleeping with the heater on. A big cold front came through last night, along with heavy rain, which canceled my plans for early morning fishing. I was one day too late. Yesterday would have been perfect.
Oh well, what can you do? This is the second time in a month this has happened to me. My friend who was going with me sent a text message last night wondering if the closest we were going to get to a fish fry anytime soon would be Captain D's. Could be.
We will have a total of eleven on Thanksgiving Day. Wife has put ten at the dining room table before, but never more than that. I think one year we had twelve and she split us up -- six in the dining room and six in the kitchen.
Of course our philosophy is the more the merrier. And Wife would love to have all those merry folks making merry at one table.
"What would you think about putting two of our six-foot tables end-to-end in the living room?" she asked me the other day, speaking of a couple of utilitarian folding tables we have down in the basement that are not esthetically pleasing but look fine with table cloths thrown over them.
I gave her a quizzical look and before I could answer she said she thought that would work fine, answering her own question. I quickly agreed. (I'm no dummy).
Today she brought one of the tables up from the basement, put it in the living room, put a table cloth on it and walked around it a couple of times. She tells me she's not sure yet, that she's still thinking about it.
Doesn't matter to me, but I am putting odds on her deciding to give it a try. Just a hunch I have.
Whatever she decides, it will be great. We will have a delicious meal with people we love. There will be much conversation and laughter. And so much for which to be thankful.
I'm definitely looking forward to it.