So the 'rents came down for Thanksgiving. They haven't made the trek down here (9 hours) in over a year. Needless to say, I was beginning to think they didn't love me anymore. Heh. Only thing missing was the brother (I know, ladies. WINK). BTW he's in a band called Rolling Fourth. If you like hillbilly, punk, rock, ska (lol- hard to define the awesomeness)- check it out here.
Mom decorated the dining room and made quite a feast. I, proudly, peeled the potatoes for mashing. Heh.