Well it wasn't muthas turkey dinner but it was cooked served and cleaned for us so no complaints.  The menu was more Italian than colonial American with sliced turkey, squash flan, green beans wrapped in prosciutto, and some sort of stuffing made into a sort of loaf.  Hmmm.  I miss the home cooking and the company of family.  Heavy sigh.  MIL is healing well and rather enjoying her time at the rehab clinic because everyone tells her she doesn't look er age (she doesn't) and how quickly she's recovering (she is) so it's good for her ego (which needs to be stoked).  She comes home Monday so we'll see how that goes.

Thursday morning I talked to my classes about Thanksgiving and had a truly international/culture shock moment.  The class I was speaking to is made up of 20 six year old children from across the globe.  There is only 1 American in the group so I was explaining why we celebrate Thanksgiving and what we do.  I mentioned that we eat traditional food.  A little Japanese girl asked if we ate sushi.  I said no.  A Turkish girl asked if we ate kebabs.  No.  I heard tortilla, pasta, etc etc.  with every different nationality suggesting their traditional food.  I think I needed to be more specific.  It was great.  I wish I could have recorded it.

Anyhow, this lousy month is coming to a close.  It started with the terrible accident with Grace's classmate and was followed by the attacks in Paris and all the fallout.  Let's pray for a more peaceful December.   xxoo me