Today I made two apple pies using this recipe. (I'll let you know how they turn out.)
The Dashingly Handsome Sidekick and his father also had a productive day. They cut three holes in our basement ceiling.
The cold water in our kitchen stopped working, and since it was below zero degrees Fahrenheit this morning, there was only one explanation: a frozen pipe. Late this afternoon the emergency ceiling-excavation began.
I'm thankful because they located the pipe before it burst. We now have cold water again. (Never thought I'd be thankful for *cold* water. In China we always seemed to be running out of *hot* water.)
I'm thankful that it was my father-in-law's day off so he could help the Dashingly Handsome Sidekick search for the problematic pipe.
I'm thankful for apple pies cooling on my stove top.
I'm thankful for snow tires. The DHS went out and bought some today so that I don't have to remain a recluse for the entire winter.
I'm thankful for my family, for my sweet children, the DHS, my amazing in-laws and my incredible (but too-far-away) family in Hong Kong (and here in the US). I'm thankful for friends, both in-person friends and on-line friends, kindred-spirit friends, fellow-mom friends, writing friends, old friends, new friends....
But tonight my heart is heavy. I have so much to be thankful for, but there are so many people in the world who are suffering. This evening I read a blog post by my good friend-who-lives-in-China, Kimberly, about two babies at the Tianjin Orphanage. Since I read her post and looked at the pictures she took, I can't think of anything else. It's hard to focus on apple pie when there are kids in the world who are suffering like this.
She gave me permission to post this picture. (I know it's hard to take and I'm sorry in advance if I depress you and you didn't want to be depressed on Thanksgiving.) The child on the right is over a year old based on the number of teeth he has.