Thanksgiving '05
I figured I'd better post some more pics. Maybe it'll force me to take more with the new camera! So I present Thanksgiving '05 with Os' family:
I didn't get to use the camera much--the sisters had to grab it. This is S2 with her daughter N1 on the computer checking out any last minute online sales. Remember the old days when everyone got together around the piano and sang songs? Well, neither do I, but there was food to be cooked--why are they on the computer?? The second picture is BIL2, N2 and S2. N2 is now officially the tallest in the bloodline, other than Dad. She was just named to the varsity basketball team this week. GO BRUINS!
This is S3, with her kids the Nephew and N3. The Nephew is the youngest, and has all these females hovering over him all the time. To his credit, he's small, but an incredible athlete (like his dad). Unfortunately, he also likes to dance and has shown some musical talent (making his uncle proud!). It will be interesting to see how that all turns out!
This is the general chaos in kitchen area. I'm involved in the general supervision of things. Note the "big people" table behind me. I didn't get to sit there. There was more than a couple of bottles of wine put down. I drank Bud. The only real problem I have with my dad is that he's doing what my grandfather used to do. Buy the cheap beer. No microbrews for this guy. Though to his credit, there were 6 bottles of Fat Tire in the garage refrigerator. Must have been left by someone over the Fourth. Does anybody else's family have a refrigerator in the garage whose main function is to keep beer cold--nothing else? I think we've had one since 1969. Seriously. Dad's getting ready to slice the bird. It was actually alot larger than it shows in the picture! And the whole damn family arguing about how to take the family picture. The camera was on the kitchen counter, so it was a little low. But Mom decreed that no one was to sit down to eat until we took the picture! You can see that on the other site...
This is what I found at the stop sign on my way home. They made no attempt to get up and leave, even though I had stopped, gotten out of the car, and fumbled around with the camera. I think I could have petted them, if I were so inclined!