appreciation

Ashlee comes home on Tuesday and Chad volunteered to pick her up at the airport. He insisted.

I’ve been busy unpacking his things and putting his new house in order while he’s been extremely busy at work, for a change. Sometimes his minions can only do so much and then he, as the owner, has to get involved. His company suddenly being overwhelmed with business is a very good thing after the lean times from the Covid-19 pandemic.

His son Cole, who is in medical school, will be joining us for Thanksgiving as well. That was a bonus no one expected.

Chad stopped by late last night for dinner…

“God damn! What smells so good, Red?” he shouted as he walked through my door.

“Here. Try this,” I said as I held a spoon up to his lips.

He tasted the sauce from what I’d made. “That is one of the most delicious things I’ve ever had! Is there more of this?” He hunted around the stove top.

“It’s called what’s for dinner,” I snickered. “It’s Beef Burgundy. There’s homemade bread, too," I smiled.

“Wait…you actually MADE all this today?! When did you have time?” He seemed puzzled.

“I used Ronnie’s recipe and added a few of my own ingredients.”

He shook his head in disbelief. “And this is dinner on a random Thursday night at your house. Why am I not moving in here again?” he snickered.

What he said made me laugh. “Dinner will be ready in 20 minutes. Would you open the wine?”

Okay so yes…I took the time to make dinner after cleaning out some of his boxes today. I’ve learned to really enjoy cooking. Appreciation for what I take time to make makes me like it even more.