My mom will be here tomorrow through Wednesday. It's her annual fall trip, though it didn't feel much like fall today at 70F. We'll be taking it easy--she turned her ankle last week at Wildwood. So between her bum foot and my back, which is much better, we aren't up for the kind of huge fall trip we took a year or so ago in Vermont. Besides, my dad's not coming. I think he's waiting for the spring visit. Because, for the first time, we won't be seeing them in December. Short school vacations coupled with high airline prices plus it's Aunt Banana's year to have them on the actual day just meant that a holiday trip didn't make sense.
Yep, changes . . .
Plus, this is the first year I'm not cooking Thanksgiving dinner! Nope, my brother-in-law Goo has his own place, his own kitchen, and now his own feast to prepare. To accomodate his doctor schedule, we'll be celebrating on Saturday. Which means we can sit around in PJs watching the parade, a stress-free day. Change can be good.
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