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Saturday, November 29, 2008

Thanksgiving

No picture with this post because I forgot my camera. Thanksgiving started with the kids and I driving up to Atlanta to pick up Tom from the airport. He was be able to spend Thanksgiving weekend with us before having to fly back to school in Missouri. We came back home and got ready to go over to a friend's house for Thanksgiving. I made the Turkey because our friends didn't want to cook a Turkey, but I couldn't have Thanksgiving without the traditional fare, and besides, Turkeys are the easiest thing to cook on Thanksgiving-just put it in the oven.... Anyway...
We got ready to go over to have our friendly feast and when we got in the van, we realized we'd locked our keys in the house. What's worse, the spare key wasn't in it's usual spot. So, we had to go in through a window. I had the bright idea to pry open the window screen with a small, rusty, dirty, hand shovel. Tom went to work on our heavy duty storm window screens. Unfortunately, the shovel slipped and hit Tom in the face and he split his lip open. It was pretty bad. We finally got in the house and when he looked at his lip, Tom realized he needed stitches. But, because we had the Turkey for the feast, we had to go over to our friend's house first.
One of our friend's is a nurse, and he took a look at Tom's lip. He thought it needed stitches too, but thought he could do it. So, Tom let him. After dinner we cleared off the giant island counter they had in their house, and turned it into an operating table.The missionaries were there and were video taping the stitching "surgery". Tom was a really good sport. Poor guy. He finally gets to come home for a few days and this happens. Four stitches later Tom was all sewn up, and we all sat down for pie.

It was quite an eventful Thanksgiving. Oh, and while the kids were playing, the little boy who's house we were at broke his arm. So after we left, they had to make a trip to the ER for him. We should've just waited on Tom's stitches and all gone together and let Tom get stitched up by a real doctor.
So.... that was our Thanksgiving. We're just thankful we're all together.

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