
Our local diner, Lucy's, was recently listed in Texas Monthly's "40 Best Small Town Cafes." We celebrated with them tonight by chowing down on fried pickles and their delicious cake. Yummy!
Frosty is an old pal. We've had him for several years - some of which we left him dismembered in a stuffy box in a hot, lonely attic. Miraculously, he still loves us. I remember one Christmas several years ago, we had him inside thinking Makenzie would get a kick out of him. She didn't. Instead she ran screaming from the room. Way to go, Aunt Leigh.
So, it's only November 22. What gives?
So, why would I post such an unflattering photo? I don't know! Of all the photos in my camera for the day, I was drawn to this one. I think it's because I see myself in ten years. The camera angle draws attention to crows feet that don't exist in the normal light of day. Sid says I'm being hard on myself, but truly, I'm not! The photo doesn't bum me out one bit.

We had a fabulous few days! I would be sad, except they'll be back for Thanksgiving in no time!

After waking up from a disturbing Tony Soprano dream, Sid and I headed to Dallas to pick Mom up from the airport.