First dinner: Aunt Chris' house
We're all a bit shiny from cooking in the hot kitchen. Although pertaining to me, "cooking" means walking around sipping my Cherry Coke Zero and getting in everyone's way.
Here are my cute cousins whom you probably all will want to date now.
Chris thank you for making the most delicious rolls my taste buds have ever touched. Good thing I didn't eat ten of them. Except that I did.
2nd Dinner: Zach's Family Reunion
Third Dinner: Mom's house with Tim's family
I don't have many pictures of this one. So here's me and Zach on the couch. This is pre-meal so that's why we don't look like Jaba the Hut and Jaba the Hut 2 yet.
Fourth Dinner: Holbrook
This is where I really gorged myself, but it wasn't my fault. Grandma Ordene Guttery force feeds everyone. Like she'll literally pin you to the ground and put pumpkin pie in you mouth if need be. See her secretly putting extra gravy on Danica's plate while her back is turned? This is why she is Sneaky Dene. But if you're going to be force fed, I recommend Grandma G's food.
These two had some knock-down blow out fights in the Octogon. To their credit, they were battling over very important issues; like a mini stuffed puppy dog, and a pink bird.
And here's Zach and I modeling the classic back-to-back pose; imitated by many, mastered by few.
10 comments:
Ahh, that 4th dinner looks good, and I know you were offered food all the way out the door there. I know I was. I never knew it was soo hard to reject a glass of milk. I'm taking it next time.
Oh, BTW, nice purple shirts.
Let it be decreed from every rooftop that your funeral potatoes were completely consumed at the Hampton house and no one was required to wear matching T's.
Love you daughter, thanks for all your help. (I most appreciate your support during the gravy meltdown of '07)
You and Zach are the cutest couple that ever breathed.
Zach's family needs to rent out Chase Ball Park next year. JEEZ. Thanks for posting such lovely pics of me, and I will never pose with the models in my family ever again. Ever.
Dean actually had china and glassware. Her Thanksgiving had none of the class of my Chinet and Walmart holiday plastic cups.
Now I am fully depressed.
Don't you kind of secretly or not-so-secretly, whatev, hate going to multiple parties so close together? I was so stoked this year because
My family's party: 11:30 am. Scott's family's party: 4:00 pm.
It can't get any better than that. My stomach had plnety o' time to calm down, rejuvenate, and open up wide for party numero dos.
Oh, and if it's any type of help, I would've eaten your potatoes. Because I'm 400 pounds.
Can you set me up with one of your hot cousins? I know, Im happily married, old and fat. That IS creepy. Sorry.
Great to spend some time with you over Thanksgiving and hope you come up for Christmas!
Chris - stop being ridiculous right now.
Sorry. I thought of something way funnier. So Julia was watching me read your blog and she said "Aren't her cousins hot?" And I said with longing "Those are her cousins????" I would seriously gamble my children having five arms for one of them to be their father.
lol lol Emily. Maybe next time they visit you can party on Mill with them.
Erica, no. I won't.
Emily, Julie and Annie, you just made me LOL so hard I woke up my baby. Yes, my nephews are completely hotties. And they know it, but they are still very lovable. I am lucky I am their aunt and can give them lots o' hugs and squeezes.
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