happy thanksgiving a day or two late

And happy 94th birthday to Grandma, one day late.

Tales from the Road:

(1) Tim drove and I was glad because the seat warmers don't work in the driver's seat any more but they do work on the front passenger seat - and I MISS my seat warmer, you get used to them - so that was cool. I mean warm. But he made me drive on the way back and that was not warm. Freaking Ford. At least we own it now. (Title's in the mail...)

(2) The kids fought about watching Wall-E - then quit fighting and decided they all wanted to watch it - then started fighting when couldn't find it - then I yelled and stopped the car in the middle of the street to get in on it - it was Iowa so wasn't too worried about causing a traffic jam - but then Tim started yelling at me - and the kids were all mad at each other for forgetting Wall-E - and I hollered they all had to watch whatever I grabbed - and then I grabbed "Cinderella II" and totally had to back off my threat because I didn't want to listen to that for 1.5 hours - and then they settled on "Eragon" - and things got calm again - and when we got home we found Wall-E on the floor by Colton's feet. Go figure.

(3) Stopped in Elk Point and asked Tim to get me a Diet Coke - and he came out with fountain pop instead of a can/bottle - and I got pissy and said "Not THAT kind of Diet Coke!" - I don't like fountain pop because the syrup-to-carbonization mixture always sucks - and the ice melts too fast and waters it down - and Tim rightly figured I was being a huge baby, which I was - and we didn't talk the last hour home. I am so lucky he doesn't divorce me. (Yesterday when I told Mollie that story she pointed out that I'm a lot like her 3-year old.)

(4) Grandma (Great-Granny to the kids) has a Starbucks advent calendar in her room - chocolate behind all the doors - and she was so nice to let the kids dig into it, totally ruining the point of the whole thing - but she's always been more about smiling kids than Advent calendars I guess - love her so much - and then she kept forgetting who she let have what - so they were totally making out like bandits before I came in there and told her they'd each already had 2 pieces - she laughed and laughed.