Thanksgivingness…
Well, as it turns out, no sooner did I write that we were not invited to Thanksgiving when my Dad called and invited us to dinner. Okay, it was the day before Thanksgiving, but the invitation was given and I was not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. So,we went. And it was wonderful. David had the opportunity to see what my family is like when they aren’t hating me. He saw them at their best. Now, David was nervous as hell. But, I think given time and more opportunities like this, he’ll open up a bit. Hands down, it was a much better Thanksgiving then last year when we had a sea of unpacked boxes and Spaghetti Bolognaise to look forward to.
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