Mom and Dad picked me up at the airport, having already commandeered Cathy for the afternoon, and we went over the river and through several woods to see Uncle Jere and Betty a couple days before Christmas.
Uncle Jere provided plenty of entertainment, to be sure. He had me in stitches by the end of the meal, such a whippersnapper he seemed. :-)
Beef and noodles, an echo of the Hungarian paprikash, that was deeee-lish! And of course I couldn't say no to a Grasshopper Pie (Dad & Co. helped)...
Camaro love must run in the family...
Cathy and I loving the decor...
Mom and Betty...
Betty's Christmas village...
Oh, and this is the view I want when I get to be in a position to relax...
Mom and Dad picked me up at the airport, having already commandeered Cathy for the afternoon, and we went over the river and through several woods to see Uncle Jere and Betty a couple days before Christmas.
Uncle Jere provided plenty of entertainment, to be sure. He had me in stitches by the end of the meal, such a whippersnapper he seemed. :-)
Beef and noodles, an echo of the Hungarian paprikash, that was deeee-lish! And of course I couldn't say no to a Grasshopper Pie (Dad & Co. helped)...
Camaro love must run in the family...
Cathy and I loving the decor...
Mom and Betty...
Betty's Christmas village...
Oh, and this is the view I want when I get to be in a position to relax...
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