Rite of Passage

Hosting my very first Thanksgiving was big. My grandma, mom, and aunts do things like this, not me. In many ways I still feel like a college student: not enough matching dishes, not enough flatware, and definitely not enough perfectly coordinating serving dishes. Heck, with 12 adults and 10 kids, we didn't even have enough seats for everyone! I figure Martha Stewart didn't become Martha over night, so I'm taking baby steps. And with a little creativity and a lot of borrowing from my mom, Thanksgiving at the Andersons was a BIG success (if a little crowded).
My beautiful table complete with handmade centerpieces... Everything from scratch...Okay, so maybe those pictures were from Martha's website. In all the hullabaloo I might have missed some camera-worthy moments. But I assure you that my food and decor was equally camera-worthy (at least in my mind it was). We did manage to capture this moment...

And isn't that what it's really all about? Hanging out with the fam and friends and just being THANKFUL.

The bottom line is this: I survived hosting my first Thanksgiving, and now there can only be one thing left to say...

Watch out world, I'm a REAL woman now!