We had a low-key Thanksgiving meal, with a wonderful bunch of food we got take-out at Cracker Barrel. This, believe it or not, is actually kind of traditional for me. As a preteen or teen, I became uncomfortable with Thanksgiving. I ate dinner around the table with my parents and sister every single day. So on Thanksgiving, it was just a day that Mom spent an enormous amount of time preparing a meal that I wanted to feel special about, but I just felt normal. I can’t explain it at all. But my parents, amazingly, obliged me by taking us to Cracker Barrel for Thanksgiving every year after that. Wasn’t that nice? Suddenly, it was special because we went out. I didn’t have to play pretend at home. And I got a chicken tenderloin sandwich every single year while everyone else ate turkey and dressing. This year, I ate the classic holiday feast instead of chicken.
I’ve also been busy deep cleaning the house. When cleaning my sewing area, I discovered pieces of flannel that I’d already cut out to make PJ pants for Jacob. So in the interest of tidying up the sewing table, I simply had to finish the project. Really, I’m glad to have things tidy so I can sew without feeling like I’m just adding to the mess.
I sewed these using the pattern I created – see my tutorial for how to make your own. I’d like to make a matching shirt, and also a nightgown for Taylor. They’re going to a special reading of The Polar Express where they’re supposed to wear PJs, and I’d like them to look cute. But we’ll see if I get that far.
I also uncovered a ton of knit fabric – more than I remembered having – in the depths of Jacob’s closet. So I might make a few tops for Taylor.
I know I’m supposed to start decorating for Christmas around here, but I’m not feeling it yet. I have no idea where to put the tree this year. It’s supposed to snow a bit tonight and tomorrow, so maybe that will get my holiday self in gear. On Thursday, it was 72 degrees, so I feel like it’s not time to say bye to autumn yet.