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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


  1. Hi Angie, sounds like your "Dirty Santa" is what we call "Yankee Swap". Never played myself but I've heard it can get pretty rowdy. You'll work that dress size off in a few days. Have a wonderful weekend.

  2. Hi Angela. On to the next holiday and your painting is so pretty. I feel like I could pick up the hanger right off the page. Nice! My mother is 86 and has a great sense of humor; I am blessed to have her.

  3. I love this painting, that golden reflection is STUNNING!

  4. I LOVE that beautiful ornament and enjoyed reading about your holiday!