Another Thanksgiving has passed. What a whirlwind five days! The kids are settled back at their respective schools, having left around 8:30am to bring Annalisse back to Erie, and Cam driving himself back to RIT (he has the car for the week...yay for him). We were greeted with a great day for driving, warm with dry roads. The weather started getting a little dicey with dropping temps and sleet around Buffalo, but we were safely home by 4pm, and still had time to spare to put up the outside Christmas decorations.
On Thursday, Pat, as usual, made a delicious turkey dinner with all the fixin's, and was a gracious host to all of us, including Nic and Patrick. You did not find me out with the crazy crowds the following day, Black Friday being a tradition which I despise. I hate crowds and lines, and that day is the worst combination of both. There are really insane people out there and Twitter was blowing up with horror stories of crazy people and violence everywhere. I hate it.
The time at home with the kids was pretty low key, and they got a chance to see groups of friends, mostly on Friday. On Friday night they met up with their camp friends at TGIFridays, a get together that Annalisse was particularly looking forward to since she would be seeing the object of her summer romance, Alex, once again. He picked her up for the dinner since Cam had gone early to meet some friends from Fairport crew before heading to 'Fridays. They both came home around 9pm, after which Annalisse spent TWO HOURS parked in the car in the driveway with the car running and the lights on (supposedly) chatting with Alex. Despite my text telling her "they could come in, Dad and I were already upstairs," they remained in the driveway. It turns out that just as they were about to conclude their evening Alex asked her to "go out." Oh Happy Day! She actually has a boyfriend for the first time at the ripe old age of 18. We'll see how it goes considering they rarely actually see each other and communicate mostly by texts, Facebook, Snapchat and Skyping. Oh well, I hope she has fun with it.
On Saturday night my sister Carol and her boyfriend, Paul, were in town so we had an amazing prime rib dinner at our house. What a treat. Laughter all around. It was great.
So now we settle back into our quiet life of going to work, coming home, walking the dog, and heading up early to bed...until, that is, two weeks from now when they are both home again!