This year the local illnesses decimated the ranks at the Thanksgiving table. No nephew, no nephew's mother, no in-laws-of-in-laws, no my-laws, just the hearty five. The hearty five that were then faced with enough to feed fifteen so that means thirty. Oh the leftovers. Food comas allowed for good photography made bad by me. You can tell how many pictures I took by the look on the Mother-in-Law's face. But, come on, conversation is boring. Clicky-click make Andy happy! Ooo! Shiny light, steal soul! Awesome. Ahem. FYI – I had two very good pictures of the woman but because I like to sleep inside you will not find them among those posted. Sadness.
The Andromeda Strain, Thanksgiving 2009
This year the local illnesses decimated the ranks at the Thanksgiving table. No nephew, no nephew's mother, no in-laws-of-in-laws, no my-laws, just the hearty five. The hearty five that were then faced with enough to feed fifteen so that means thirty. Oh the leftovers. Food comas allowed for good photography made bad by me. You can tell how many pictures I took by the look on the Mother-in-Law's face. But, come on, conversation is boring. Clicky-click make Andy happy! Ooo! Shiny light, steal soul! Awesome. Ahem. FYI – I had two very good pictures of the woman but because I like to sleep inside you will not find them among those posted. Sadness.