Mixed Feelings

It’s been a good Thanksgiving Weekend. 

Thursday morning, I made up three batches of Rum Balls for a Christmas Party Scott and I are having next month.  I think I was beginning to get drunk just from inhaling the fumes!  I finished with just enough time to shower then head over to Dad’s to pick him up for the family Thanksgiving at my cousin’s home.  On the way we stopped to see a friend who had borrowed our air compressor and nailers.

The dinner itself was fun, Missy, Jim, Uncle Lyle, David & Sylvia, along with Andrew & Scott & Becka (Andrew & Scott are Lyle’s grandsons, Beck is Scott’s wife) and Scott & I… oh, and Scott & Becka’s three children.  It’s so funny to gather with the Stroms… every single one of them looks cut from the same mold… the Kelly side of that family has pretty strong genes.  One look at one of the great grand kids, the grand kids, or any of the Strom kids and you just KNOW they came from the Kellys!

Friday & Saturday, Scott and I knuckled down to finish some long standing projects around the house, and to putting up the exterior Christmas decorations… good thing, as Sunday it started getting cold!

Sunday we put in our normal 5 hour stint at church, then stopped on our way home for our traditional breakfast at Village Inn.  And it is from that meal that the title of this entry hails.  As we were walking toward the cash register I glanced at the bill… OH MY GOODNESS!  Our waitress gave us BOTH a senior citizens discount!!!!!!  Village Inn’s “Senior Citizen’s discount” is for those aged 60 and older!

So, for all you out there who read my blog… go buy stock in Nivea!  Because I intend to sleep in a pool of Nivea skin moisturizer starting tonight!

60.  Ha!  I’ll show her!

(And our waitress, just so you know, wasn’t a high schooler, either, she was at least our age!!!!)  Maybe I should just credit to her as an attempt to be nice?