We stood in our kitchen together and looked down at the can. We couldn’t possibly…..could we?
I tied knots in our Wiliams Sonoma dish towels and absent-mindedly tapped my fingers on the butcher block counter top.
Hmmmm…..well we ARE grown ups now. I suppose we can do whatever we want.
This flawless logic hung in the air like a speech bubble in a Sunday comic strip, as he looked down at the can again.
Well it is just two days to Thanksgiving…..and technically this day is almost over, so really it’s just one day until Thanksgiving. And I think the day before Thanksgiving totally counts.
We nodded our heads in unison like two old Tories in the British Parliament. And I mumbled a here,here to make it extra official.
He hesitantly reached for the can opener and held it over the metal rim, like he was about to diffuse a bomb and couldn’t decide if it was the red wire or the green one.
I patted his hand. It’s ok, just go with what’s in your gut.
And just like that, the can was open. The whole berry cranberry sauce (y’know the really fancy stuff) spilled out into the bowl, and for just a second we were mesmerized by how it sparkled under the recessed lighting.
Wow, you didn’t tell me it was the *really* fancy stuff.
We grabbed two spoons and piled on the couch like it was chocolate ice cream. Cooper jingle jangled his way over and plopped his head in our laps. I scratched his ear and ate another spoonful of whole berries. And somehow all of life seemed more whole along with it.
We looked at each other and smiled a smile that only comes from doing something you’re not supposed to. And I closed my eyes and gave thanks that that’s a smile we get to see a lot. That Life Unordinary is just business as usual these days.
And just like that, sitting on our couch eating cranberry sauce out of a can, smiling smiles that we’re not supposed to….Thanksgiving came two whole days early around here.
**I would like it noted that Ocean Spray put their label on upside down….and NOT that we’re some sort of weridos who insist on opening the can from the bottom! :P
So tell me, what’s *your* favorite Thanksgiving food? Is it the crrrrrranberry sauce OOOO EEEE?!