Why I give thanks

I had a fun and funny Thanksgiving weekend. For the first time ever, we spent it away from home, since Al had a tennis tournament in Irvine. I missed seeing the rest of the family, but we still had a hilarious time. We lugged our stuff and a ton of food to a Residence Inn, relaxed, and ate ourselves silly. I’d brought traditional holiday fare from Greenblatt’s, Mommy brought loads of vegetables, and I made macaroni and cheese and two desserts.


I say this so often it’s become almost a clichรฉ with me, but I’ll say it again: whenever the family gets together, all our genetically connected weirdnesses come out and we get very very silly.

PB250080.Family with Shra topper

PB250094.Al and Shramonster

PB250128.Daddo and Al making a funny face

PB250133.Mommy and Lisa laughing

PB250065.Bad girls

PB250136.Lisa eating flowerpot


PB250077.Al arms fuzzy


I miss seeing my family more often. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

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[This post was imported on 4/10/14 from my old blog at satsumabug.livejournal.com.]


2 responses to “Why I give thanks

  1. so cute ๐Ÿ™‚

    your pics make me smile…and wish you’d come over to your aunt’s place…juuust so that i could see you again. ๐Ÿ™‚ -chris

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