Quiet Day
I did not get one decent Thanksgiving photo but we had a great time. It rained but it was nearly 65° outside. Here are the remains of the day.
The best news is my newly married Grand-girl came with her spouse. Her mother to put it mildly did not want her to get married and they have hardly spoken since. But us grandmothers are hard to manage. So they were invited and we made them welcome. I don't see reconciliation at this point in her Mom, who I love dearly, but maybe signs of acceptance.
In spite of my vows to ignore Black Friday I did go home that night and log onto my laptop and ordered a different version of the shirt I got for my youngest son last year. He asked for another one and whoopee, I got it for less than half of what I paid last year. Went on to find winter hiking boots for my eldest, just like the ones he loved and just wore out last year.
Then Friday we did make our annual trek to D&B Supply in Pendleton, Oregon. It's a farm supply/mercantile store and they have a Smartwool sock sale each Thanksgiving week. By then the sun was out. The 40 mile drive is through rolling wheat fields on one side and still green foothills of the Blue Mountains on the other. Very little traffic and lots of horses and few cattle galumphing about enjoying themselves.
Tonight is another gathering of family from out of town before they return home. I've enjoyed myself but honestly three days in a row and I feel my inner hermit looking for a book and a corner to hide in. Hope your holiday was good.



