Our trip to North Carolina for Thanksgiving SHOULD have gone well, you would think. We left early enough to avoid the early rush hour traffic in Chattanooga (which was the first major city we had to travel through) and pretty much avoid the rush home even in such minor areas as Murphy, NC. Alas, it was not to be.
What we hadn't foreseen was the fact that a lot of other people would have the same plan in mind. I think many people took Wednesday totally off, kept their kids out of school and set out with the same thought in mind. The end result was a gridlock BEFORE we even hit Chattanooga and it lasted totally through the city. *sigh* The best laid plans and all.....
We had to call the motel and let them know we wouldn't be there by their six o'clock check-in time (we forgot about the time difference) but, since we had prepaid with our credit card, they told us we could *check-in anytime*. It also helped that there were six other rooms booked by his family members at the same motel.
Upon arriving, we checked into our motel, dropped off our luggage and I got our clothes hung up for the next day so I wouldn't have to (horror of horrors!) iron anything. We then hit the proper spot on Louise, our GPS nag, and off we went to Aunt Marge's to meet up with everyone else.
We got there just in time to eat before everyone was finished and give hugs and kisses to those we hadn't seen in a long time. We also discovered to our shock that KIDS GROW UP! I mean it! Our memories did not jive with these little kids that had turned into actual teenagers! It was a real wake-up call to our growing older without realizing it. Well, maybe we did realize it when we couldn't avoid looking into a mirror but it certainly didn't seem like it.
We ate, had several glasses of wine and finally made our way back to our motel rooms to get some much needed sleep. The Beast and I were up with the chickens, as usual, and headed for his aunt's house so we could help with any last minute things that needed to be done.
AM (Aunt Marge) was getting ready to shower and I took on the task of making several pounds of bacon for the whole bunch that was due there in about an hour and a half. We decided that we would have scrambled for everyone since there were over 20 of us and that didn't include friends and neighbors that were dropping by. We had the bigger kids entertain the little ones with various games, got most of the guys out of the way and had a nice hot breakfast for all in short order. I was glad we had gotten the bacon done early and kept it warm in the oven. We also had hot rolls with breakfast and some toast for the diehards. We used paper plates so clean-up was a breeze. With so many hands helping, we were ready to put the last of the Thanksgiving meal foods in the various ovens so we would be ready by 3pm.
The weather stayed nice for us (although a bit brisk) but the sun stayed out and helped make it seem warmer than it was and kept everyone's mood cheerful. Dinner was a success and there was plenty for all, including the *orphans* invited that had no family nearby. We have always had a few of these *orphans* at every celebration since food and good fellowship is ALWAYS available in our families. We also sent home plates of food with them so they would have ample for later in the day.
We feasted on turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, broccolli au gratin, a cranberry jello/veggie/nut mold that was incredible, succotash and, of course, stuffing. There was even stuffing with oysters for those that wanted it and fresh, hot dinner rolls to top it off. Desserts were the traditional pumpkin pies, apple pies, blueberry pies, a peach cobbler, cranberry nut bread, nut cups (supplied by yours truly and they had been seriously depleted somehow during the previous evening) and mini-muffins. I know I am forgetting a thing or two but nothing important. Suffice it to say, there was food aplenty. Oh, and thank goodness that the town was no longer a dry town since the county had gone *wet* the previous spring because we had to send out troops for more refreshments after we depleted the stock of wine and beer. I had plenty of vodka for MY libations, thankfully.
Everyone was loathe to leave that night. The company was wonderful and there was something going on somewhere for everyone's tastes in relaxation. I sat down in the living room, watching football with some of the teenagers and the men, and crocheted to my heart's content.
When we finally departed, along with lists of everyone's current addresses, phone numbers and email addys, it was very late. Exhausted, we all went gratefully to our beds.
We took our leave of the motel, headed over to the Beast's AM's house and discovered we were NOT the first one's there even though we had awakened early (as usual) and packed up the car to head home. One of the Beast's nieces and her hubby had been unable to sleep so, at 4am, had headed to Walmart to do some Christmas shopping since
that was the start of *Black Friday* at Walmart. It enabled them to buy their daughter some Christmas presents without worrying about her finding out what they had gotten. They put her things in a compartment in their minivan that was already partially covered with luggage and kept out the things they didn't mind her seeing that they had bought for others and for themselves.
The trip home was uneventful but cold, cold, cold and overcast. I called my niece, Tara, to tell her once we were about an hour away from home so that she would be able to bring Baron to the house without worry. When we got here, she had already brought him home and he awaited us in his kennel. As soon as we let him out, it became immediately apparant that he had missed us. He kept trying to sit in our laps and our faces were awash in his *kisses*. The Beast took him outside for a long walk so that he would calm down a bit before we brought in our luggage and I started washing the clothes from our trip.
Like a kid when staying at someone else's home, we were told that Baron had been a model guest. He is now big enough that he terrorized the baby at Tara's just because he now stands over her in height. He had others to play with, though, and left her pretty much alone.
But, Baron had come away from that experience just a tiny bit smarter. It was the second time we had left him with Tara while we went away without him. He'd learned that the luggage was a clue. Until I finally put it away in the closet where it's normally stored, he was like a velcro dog to the Beast. He wasn't going to let us go anywhere without him if he could help it.
Even now, days afterwards and with the luggage put away, he automatically becomes alert if it looks like either of us are headed towards the car. He let the Beast get out the door and he actually cried when he saw the car drive away. He couldn't believe the Beast left without him and spent the time until the Beast returned laying on my feet so I couldn't get away from him. It was really funny.
The trip the Beast made without Baron was to Lowe's to pick up paint chip samples for his new project. He has hated the flat paint that is so prevalent in homes north of the Florida border it seems. So, we looked, we compared colors to the one currently on the walls. We like the beige but would have loved one shade lighter and in a satin or semi-gloss. We finally found one we agreed to try. He bought a gallon of that color and painted this one small wall so that we could see how it looked when it dried. It SEEMED the right color at first. Upon waking the next day, however, we discovered it was quite a bit more yellow than beige. Back to the chips and we selected ANOTHER color. A trip to Lowe's and repaint that same wall and wait another day. This time it was a success. We found the perfect color and the Beast, as usual, overbought things to *help* like a trim pad (he bought three), a couple small brushes, four or five roller pads, a roll of painters blue tape and a half dozen or so stir sticks. At least THOSE were free.
So, the Beast has the living room and small hall almost completed. There's just a little bit of those finishing touches along the baseboard and around the doors to complete and that part is done. The original gallon of paint the Beast bought? Well, we are going to use it in the bathrooms where it will be perfect since we have green and gold accessories and shower curtains up. The yellower beige satin paint will help brighten up both baths. Those two will be his next project. He wants me to consider a *color* for our bedroom and my computer/craft room so I will have to give it some thought. I am not a believer in vivid colors, preferring subtle shades. I hope that is what he has in mind because I really don't want an argument to ensue over this. I would rather divert him into crafting some shelves for display if necessary. Besides, I hate the smell of fresh paint in a house, especially at night when you are trying to sleep. Latex is not as bad as oil-based paint but I still remember that smell from when I was a kid.
It's time for me to start preparations for dinner. I'm really only going to make tuna ala king but I do have to make the hard boiled eggs and get those peeled. It's the most time consuming part of the dish but I have mastered how to make it for two meals for the two of us instead of for an army.
Have a great day and be happy. Christmas is coming and I will be starting to put up my Christmas lights tomorrow. I will share the excess with my niece, Tara, who really doesn't have any. Since she has kids, such things are a necessity for the Holidays.
Love you all and wish you only the best of everything. Enjoy life and each other. Reach out and touch someone who may be lonely or just alone.
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