Today was a regular day, a special day, a hard day but a nice day. Today was the day that Cheryl and I made a Turkey Lunch for the Golden Age Men (GAM) league at one of our curling clubs. Today, cooking was rewarding. Happy, smiling faces and everyone left with a full belly. Oh did I mention, there were no vegans that we had to make a special meal for. Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate food allergies and special diets but there is nothing like making a great big honkin’ turkey dinner for 48 and have no special requests. Aaaahhhhh!

Every year around this time I muse about how well planned I was back in October and how off plan I am right now. On paper my month looks great…all these neat columns of cooking jobs, all colour coded, invoices all sent out, staffing all planned but somehow there is no little stress indicator level on the calendar. No way to describe the way that my shoulder blades ache, the fact that my son had honey sandwiches for lunch 5 days in a row, my poor husband ate chicken cacciatore for lunch all week and never complained….. I’m sure it’s the same for everyone but every year I think that I’ll do better and every year I feel like December flew by. I feel like a squirrel and I don’t think that they have very good recall.

Sorry that there is no photo, I left my camera at home.