mmm . . . pumpkin-y goodness
After a too-short stop at the Cooks' on the way home Tuesday night, Jaclyn, Ryan, and I made it to my parents' house late that night. Traffic wasn't terrible, and the weather was pretty good. We met up with Lindsey the next day as she was coming through Greensboro.
This was the 7th annual Honeys' Christmas. The group was a little slimmer than in the past, but I guess that's to be expected now.
Lindsey liked her cookie jar and salt shakers (that she picked out), and the candle paraphernalia from Jaclyn. It was fun, even though it happened in a parking lot. Ryan and my dad served as official photographers for the occasion.
I thought the bows on my head were a special touch . . . ok, maybe "short bus special . . ."
We spent Thanksgiving day with the Fords in Raleigh. Through a combined cooking/baking effort, quite a feast was laid out before us. Jaclyn searches through the cabinet for the basket to put rolls in.
Stephanie says, "Only YOU can prevent Thanksgiving table fires."
After dinner, we hung out and watched Big Red. It was a favorite for a few and a new movie for me. Even though the only cat in the movie died, I'd have to give it 2 paws way up. Luckily my dad was there to predict the plot, so it wasn't so suspenseful.
If you want to see pictures of our shopping excursion, see Ryan's blog.