Thanksgiving. Here we all are. This year I did not cook. Like, at all. Eric and Abbey invited us down, with Mom, to their house for Thanksgiving weekend. It was fantastic. We all went to the Hebron Fire Hall to eat with about fifty other people - Abbey's side of the family. There was enough food to easily feed everyone and enough leftovers in the Fire Hall fridge to feed the volunteers for days. Abbey's aunt even had to go trays so we could all take our favorite dishes home, too. Sweet potato biscuits, loaded mashed potatoes, hams, stuffing, sausages, salad, mac-n-cheese, cranberry sauce, all the fixings. It was delicious. We spent the evening at Eric's watching football. The ladies all went out that night - at my insistence - to try black Friday shopping, on Thursday night. It was an epic fail. Lines were unbelievably long, and it turns out that the xBox One i thought I had found for such a good price was available on Amazon for the same deal. Abbey ordered it right there in the middle of Kohl's and we headed home. Friday we made Christmas wreaths and plates and ate leftovers. The boys put up Eric's Christmas tree and the ladies decorated it. We strung their lights, hung the holly and headed home late Friday evening. What a great way to be together - eating, creating, and celebrating.
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