Thanksgiving in San Diego pt. 2

Happiness is having family together at Thanksgiving and a daughter who is talented enough to take over all the hosting and cooking duties!

In my family, each household includes cats that are also considered family.

Was it only a year ago that Laura's cats were just tiny babies? 

Hensley is now a fully fluffed out boy cat, while blue eyed Cessa is a sleek Siamese lady cat.

We visited while Laura put the final touches on the dinner.

My dad had had yet more skin cancer surgery a few days earlier.  The huge band aid covered just part of the surgery; there was also a large skin graft taken from under his collar bone to fill in the scalp area that was removed.  He was still hurting a bit, but at age 87, he is thankful that the skin cancers are treatable and non-life threatening. 

Cessa had an opinion about the flower arrangement,

There. That's much better don't you think?

(Hensley: Not really, but whatever floats your boat Cess.)

The flowers smell wonderful...spicy like!

Just a few more slight changes and the arrangement will be perfect.

Yes. Better now, and even better still for having me in the picture.

A picture of the two of us for Laura....

In case you were wondering if the humming birds made it safely south: yes they did, and they regularly drop by Laura's balcony for a spot of nectar throughout the day.
The cats hunker down and waggle their hindquarters in preparation to pounce, yet always seem to have their timing off; they pounce just as the tiny birds turn to fly away.

Laura's table seats six, and since her other grandfather isn't a fan of turkey anyway,two Thanksgiving days were held, back to back.  Turkey on  T-day proper, and chicken for dinner the following day. 
Bernie's dad Hal was pleased with the menu.

We discussed the possiblility of some travel to Nova Scotia which lead to a conversation about exactly where it was and what was nearby.

We got several good laughs about our geography skills, and exactly how do you spell Christmas Island anyway.
(The one Hal was talking about was near Hawaii and spelled with a "K", the one Laura looked at was closer to the Indian Ocean and spelled with a "C". )

So there she was...after cooking up two dinner parties and having two house guests to boot. 

I think all this entertaining wore Hensley out.


Turned out he really isn't much of a party animal after all!