Dressed up Thursday night for Thanksgiving dinner at the Boy’s grandparents’ house.

“Too much silver,” he said.

“There’s NO SUCH THING!” I said. “Anyway, it’s a holiday. Celebrate!”

He had to work on Thanksgiving, but went in extra early to be off by 4. It’s been two weeks since I last worked and I’m still up at 6 am this morning, no alarm. Just one of the “joys” of being elderly. Also, once I take my Tr@zadone I’m out for the count before 11 pm. Not even an enthralling book by John Waters can keep my eyes open.

The Boy’s cousin Alyse, looking very photogenic with her little gamine haircut and striped dress, with her mother.

Brenna always looks good. I’m more than a little in love with her Frye boots (they’re the perfect shade of leather), and told her recently that she’s lucky we don’t wear the same size shoe!

Maw, look, even Elliot and Ronia were hugging each other. Thanksgiving was good this year–all of the kids got along perfectly, no drama. Grandpa Lew is recovering from a bout of pneumonia and had trouble keeping his eyes open, but everyone else was healthy and happy.

Weeeeeerk!

The ipad: fun for multiple generations.

Mens.

Dinner was delicious. I made banana bread muffins (I sampled one–yum) and left them at the house for everyone to enjoy. The oyster stuffing this year was particularly good. Atkins, schmat-kins.

Children playing together quietly! A Thanksgiving miracle!

Elliot’s seventh birthday fell on Thanksgiving this year, so they had a little party for him after dinner. Brenna made the cake.

Ronia is so cute.

While browsing toys I found a collection of “Angry Birds” games and texted Brenna to ask her if he had any of them. He had two out of three, so I bought him the third one, and success! He was happy. I love a happy Elliot.

Ronia was happy to assist the birthday boy with his presents.

The coolest gift, I thought, was from his parents–make your own chewing gum kit! I want one! I love chewing gum!

Happy, um, Monday? I’m posting a painting to Etsy today, and starting another, hopefully. The painting bug’s back, FINALLY. Yay!