Day of thanks, day of pain

Thanksgiving was great. Woke up at 12:30, piddled around ’til Jill got up, then we went over to Mom’s. The turkey was done (and falling off the bone), and we helped her and Sharon finish. Except for fixing Mom’s shredder (paper jam), my role was mostly that of eating, which was fine by me. We had the traditional repast (turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, cranberry sauce, green bean casserole, rolls). I had some cider, and Jill and I brought two bottles of the Sam Adams Cranberry Lambic. I suspected it was good with turkey and I was right. I love that beer, I’m just bummed it’s only available in the winter sampler (and only two bottles) and only in winter. After dinner was pies: pecan, apple, and pumpkin (we like our pie). I introduced a bit of low carb: cranberry jello earlier, and Edy’s butter pecan for the pie. After the meal, we sat around the fire and chatted and read and looked at photos for a couple hours.

Today: pain. I went for a neurosoma treatment this morning, where she really worked on both arms. Then later on (after a nice turkey sandwich) I attacked the leaves in front and back. 3+ hours later, I’m done and much more sore. That means I can veg tomorrow though.