Thursday, November 27, 2008

Ahhh...

A great meal, nice day with the fam.

And some old friends of Mom and Dad's came over for a visit. Trent and Sarah. We had a great time catching up with them.

I made cookies.

Jeff was hungover.
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  1. judithNovember 27, 2008 at 7:51 PM

    Wow, would you look at the size of Dad's feet!

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  2. Margarita MirasolNovember 27, 2008 at 8:18 PM

    I love this room!
    Ha ha at Jody's feet. Nice slippers!

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  3. judithNovember 27, 2008 at 8:49 PM

    Yeah, vampires are not comfortable here.

    He wanted new slippers for his birthday, so I got him some that looked like deck shoes, and had sheep skin inside... too little, they were a 13! good grief, any bigger and we'll have nervous sheep.

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  4. Jim and Heather on MeerkatNovember 27, 2008 at 11:47 PM

    There is nothing worse than being hungover on Thanksgiving... Nothing.
    I was hungover at a young impressionable age of 17 once and remember having to leave the family table as I was about to loose my cookies, but ended up not doing so. Still, was not fun, not good and I was unable to enjoy the feed trough.

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  5. judithNovember 27, 2008 at 11:55 PM

    Yeah, he was definitely off his feed, we had leftover potatoes, that never happens... and he didn't load them down with pepper.

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  6. LyvvieNovember 28, 2008 at 3:45 AM

    That's the "Banish your demons" sofa I'm guessing?

    Hope you got to eat a huge piece of his cake. At the very least, stick your fingers in the frosting before he blew out the candles. It's what sisters must do.

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  7. Margarita MirasolNovember 28, 2008 at 4:13 AM

    LOL Lyvvie. I love the sofa and crosses, too.
    I just popped back to the blog to look at it. Classic photo.
    Love it.

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  8. JoleaNovember 28, 2008 at 4:36 AM

    I made the bastard cookies and let him lick the batter off the mixing things.

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  9. judithNovember 28, 2008 at 9:29 AM

    Had I known he'd come in so hungover, I'd had him some tamales.

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