Woke up: La Paz, Mexico
Went to sleep: La Paz, Mexico
This was one of the best Thanksgivings I can remember (except last Thanksgiving when we were in Boise with my sister, Lori, and her family.) It seems all I had to do was move to Mexico to have my family miss me.
I talked to my mom, my in-laws, Joe and Siggi, my sister, Lori and my brother, Chris. I had a message from my sister, Lisa and we talked to Peter’s daughter Stacie. The only two we didn’t talk to were Cheryl and Patty. I guess I should give them a call. In the morning I spent three hours updating this blog and made a dish to take to the pot luck.
At 1:30 pm, eight of us piled into a cab to go to Marina de Palmera where the Thanksgiving pot luck was held. Over 200 people turned out. They baked 21 turkeys. The food was typical pot luck but very good and lots of it. The leftovers were given to a local orphanage.
My little buddy, Jake, age 10, and I decided to walk together the 3 miles home after dinner.
We were home by 6:00 pm. I love the short days. It makes the evenings and the nights so long. Peter and I read for a while. Then we watched a movie and I think we were asleep by 8:30 pm.
I’m most thankful for my family, my friends and my health. What else is there?