Pie Update

The pumpkin shortage and my pie situation?

Well, on my way to church on Thursday morning (we drove separate as I had to be there ear-ly for bells). I had evaporated milk thoughts, don't know how that popped into my head.
But I thought "hmmm, I don't recall opening a can of milk. Does Betty Crocker's recipe call for milk?"
Dial home, "Eric, does the pumpkin pie recipe on page 104 call for a can of milk?"
Eric, "yes, why?"
"Holy crap" I respond. "I need to remake the pie after church, I didn't put in the milk ."

So after church my oven housed a pie on the upper most rack with a turkey below. Crazy! So good thing I cooked down a pumpkin because I had enough to make two, when I wanted to make one!

For me, I was surprised at how easy and how many times tears fell down my face prior to Thanksgiving. Church on T-Day morning was amazing. I rang bells, and all of the music was absolutely amazing. I felt as if I could not feel bad for Mom or myself for not being there. Like some strange peace settled over me. I guess I should say God's peace not strange peace, but I am always amazed when He provides it. Like a blanket of protection. Of course when I called Mom and Dad at the hospital and they sounded tired and heavy and were going to have a cold turkey sandwich picnic, that peace sort of just evaporated. I was the only one in my immediate family to have the spread of a feast. Sort of not fair, but that's the way it was.