Thanksgiving at the Farm

Since my mom had been in Louisiana tending to Papaw, Joel and I headed to Mama Connie’s to visit. Joel kept her company while I climbed in the attic to fetch out Mr. and Mrs. Claus to take their respective seasonal position in the front chaise. Joel has never seen Good Morning, Vietnam, so we stuck that in the VCR to wind down for the night…but we got TOO sleepy and didn’t finish. Next time. I’m starting to believe that the guest room upstairs has a time trap that keeps people asleep twice as long as they mean to. Every time someone sleeps in that thing, it’s into the double digits before they wake up. Be warned. While we waited for Mom to get back from the airport, Mama Connie and I mixed up a huge batch of her Party Mix. I didn’t take a picture before we ate it. Sorry. Come visit me and you can eat some instead of looking at it.