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Happy Turkey Day!

27 Nov

As a born and raised Romanian, I didn’t celebrate Thanksgiving until I moved to the US back in 2003. For a few years the entire family went to my in-laws’ house and enjoyed drool-worthy meals, laughter and being together.

Then, one year I felt courageous enough to invite everyone to our house. My in-laws would come the night before and, with my father in-law’s help, Mr. Turkey would be ready by the time guests would arrive.

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This year I was again courageous (leaning towards crazy) and invited everyone over. 25 guests to be exact. My father-in-law thinks I need to learn on my own how to prep a turkey. Luckily I live near In & Out. If you are one of my guests don’t be surprised if you’ll end up eating a burger. Everything is possible.

From my family to yours,

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

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Many go out for wool and come home shorn

1 Apr

I woke up this morning with a clear plan, pinning all items on my to-do-list: between loads of laundry, cooking and groceries shopping I’d answer e-mails, compose new posts for the blog and continue on the short story I have an upcoming deadline for. I had the energy of a locomotive freshly loaded with coals and nothing could stop me.

Back home in Romania we have a saying, which translated into English might not sound as interesting as in my native tongue, but I found something similar: Many go out for wool and come home shorn. The first change to the plan came in the morning when Patrick asked me if I want to go to B&N and hang out. Are you kidding me? No emails or mountains of laundry could stop me from doing  just that. So off we went. Shortly my niece joined us. I couldn’t been happier. By the time 2pm rolled in and Patrick needed to be at work I didn’t even look over my emails–everything could wait, my spending time with my son and niece no way!

While cooking dinner, my sister called and asked if I’m in the mood to go for a walk, maybe have a cup of tea together. Sure, I said. Emails, posts, chapters–oh, well. All can wait–my spending time with my sister doesn’t. I still have two loads of laundry, and now finally sit at the computer.

In looking back I could’ve not ask for a better day. And how was yours?