|At last... Thanksgiving dinner at our own house! To sweeten the deal, the Dallas Cowboys took down the Raiders for a televised win.|
Opening our home for our first ever Thanksgiving dinner in Beaverton has been a long time dream of ours. Kathy put a lot of effort into the preparation, and it really paid off.
I, on the other hand, woke up in the middle of the night to work the early shift like on any other Thursday morning.
Deicing a Delta 737 at PDX airport, just before the Thanksgiving sunrise
Thanksgiving morning at PDX was busier than in past years. Delta Airlines was generous enough to hand out meal vouchers for those of us stuck working on the holiday. Our Tokyo flight was a late arrival, giving my crew just enough time to rush upstairs to the concourse for breakfast at Beaches restaurant.
|Five sides of bacon. Ron Swanson would be proud of my man Rockee.|
On the way home from work that afternoon, I picked up our friend Sarah (pictured at the top of this post). She was in between living situations and had no one to spend Thanksgiving with. Our family welcomed her in.
Lena remains the center of attention after our Thanksgiving dinner.
Of course, the whole Vancouver family couldn't fit into our Beaverton dining room. So on Friday afternoon, the Brown, Davis, Hamilton, and Sorensen families gathered together at my parents' house in Orchards.
God has given us so much to be thankful for this year. Our cup runneth over with far too many blessings to list here. Most significantly, we have been blessed with a wonderful family, a vital student ministry, and a happy life.
And in less than four weeks, we'll be rushing Kathy to the delivery room for one more reason to give thanks!