Brielle, Auntie Sargie, and I, were hard at play with Kangabunny. What can I say? We're a hit with the under-two crowd.

November 29, 2013 – Friday

-6 degrees/clear/calm

Pentoga Road

I threw my diet to the wind yesterday afternoon and heaped my plate full of turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy, cranberries, and all the other goodies that go along with the holiday. After being on a fairly strict diet these past four weeks, I’m paying for yesterday’s gluttony. I’ve learned my lesson and will never eat that much again… until Christmas.

We watched the Packers/Lions game. I’ve not seen the boys in green and gold look that bad since the 70’s and 80’s. I hope this isn’t the beginning of another twenty-five year drought in championship teams. I’m not certain I’ll live that long to see more glory days. Oh well, I’m not a mere fair weather fan. I’m with them through thick and thin. Hopefully there’ll be more thick than thin.

It looked more like Christmas rather than Thanksgiving. Taken from Holly and Ross's deck.

I think I’ll let the pictures do the talking this morning. We had so much fun and it appears from the texts and pictures I received from the East Coast, three of the four Pennington boys and their families were doing the same.

Josh, Matt, and Luke (and families) gathered for Thanksgiving at Matt's house outside of Portsmouth, New Hampshire

How did they get all the grandbabies to sit still long enough for a group photo?

It was Megan's birthday (Josh's wife) on Thursday, Luke's the day before. 

Looks as though Ellie and Coleman are telling Aunt Jessica they're ready to eat.

Mel and Macrea arrived at Pentoga Road about an hour after Sargie and I got home. Mel’s got a horrible cold and was miserable last night. I hope she slept well.

I’m not sure what’s on the agenda today. I think I’ll take my walk this morning as soon as it’s daylight. With the temperature dipping well below zero, it’s time to quit talking about getting the ice fishing equipment ready and actually do it.

I think Macrea and Sargie are going to make French meat pies today, a unique combination of mashed potatoes and sausage, all folded between the top and bottom layers of a piecrust. It’s one of my favorites… but not exactly diet food.

Not much else to report at this time.

Time to get another coffee and listen to news while waiting for sunrise.

After all, a man’s work is never done.

So are the tales from Pentoga Road…

Two of my little guys must have played too hard and eaten too much. I see Josh is clutching his stuffed animal. Regardless of age, some things never change.