We almost didn't make it to Thanksgiving this year. Snow in the mountains blocked our way, so travel on Wednesday was impossible. So, we drove all day Thursday instead. Our Thanksgiving dinner was sandwiches in the car. At least mine was turkey. In fact, it was really good pepper turkey from Trader Joe's. We arrived at my parents' and Jeff's new house in time for some Thanksgiving pizza from Pizza King, and I can't complain about that. Daphne finally got to see her new clubhouse, complete with its own swing.
We got to spend some quality time with these good dogs.
And with Grandma, Grandpa, and Uncle Jeff.
And Daphne got to light things on fire, which is always a real treat for her.
She also got to help decorate their Christmas tree, and she put the angel on top. The angel is from the late 70s, and is made out of some yarn with construction paper wings and my brother's head pasted on. Possibly the best Christmas tree angel ever.
We got to see some relatives, but not everyone. It's hard when you're only there for a day and a half. Next time we'll stay longer. Leaving was traumatic. But we had a good time while we were there, and some good food too...REAL Thanksgiving dinner on Friday. Better late than never.
On the way home, we stopped at a hotel for the night to break up the long long trip. Daphne and Kev went swimming and we had a decent meal at Applebee's. Decent ESPECIALLY for West Virginia, where good food is hard to find.
The next morning, we continued our journey, and drove through the appropriately named Frostburg.
When we got home, I was DONE. I took a nap on the couch while Kev and Daphne raked leaves. I have no idea where they found the energy for that. But it looks like at least Daphne had fun.
So, it was a good Thanksgiving. Good to see my family. Good to have some time away. But now, Christmas is closing in and I am extremely unorganized and not even close to ready. Tomorrow, I shop.