The Day After

The Day After

Now I know where Thanksgiving  got it's name.

Thanking God that it is over. I know I must have gained

a dress size. I ate so much Turkey that I am beginning to gobble.

We had so many pies and treats that I still remember how great each

one was. We played Dirty Santa with ornaments and what fun. Of course

I did not win the one I wanted but my sweet Nephews wife gave it to

me after it was all over. I said Oh! I can't take this from you and she said

we only wanted it to keep anyone else from getting it. How sweet :(

I got to hug my strong handsome son once again and my daughter in law

did an outstanding job as a hostess. The children played and laughed and

we were thankful once again for all the fun, joy, and food.
Even the dog was happy. My mom had

such a good time at 86 years old. We got up this morning and it looked as if

a bomb went off during the night. As we packed up and was getting in the

truck for the long ride home we heard shouts coming from inside the house.

I went back to the house to inquire if something was wrong. My nephew

laughed and said No! I was just shouting to drown out the silence.

Thank God it it over till next year