We had a wonderful Thanksgiving celebration that seemed to go on and on and on... After some arguing over me finishing a paper for class so we could get out of town and a very long car trip due to an interstate closure, we finally arrived in the arctic north (aka Shreveport) for a weekend of food and festivities. We spent Thanksgiving Day in two places -- we started with lunch in Arcadia, LA with Andrew stepmother Linda's family at the always charming Mr. Gordy Dance's house. We were able to break bread with Andrew's stepbrother and sister and his grandfather, Pop, and enjoyed some good fried turkey, incredibly crisp and cool weather, and some amazing pecan pie. That evening, we had (more) dessert and coffee with my mother-in-law Susan and my mom and stepfather while our dogs played and decided to be friends.
Friday we headed to Tyler, TX (including a stop at the DQ since there are none in Baton Rouge) to see my grandparents and my aunt, and listened in agony to LSU's defeat on the radio during our drive back. I guess it was better that we didn't have to actually see the Tigers throwing their national championship hopes away. In Tiger Stadium. Against an unranked team. Sigh.
We celebrated a friend of Andrew's birthday that evening with good conversation and my most favorite culinary treat in the Port city, Johnny's pizza. It was a long and tiring journey, but we were able to catch up with so many beloved friends and family members, and for that I give thanks.
P.S. The picture is of three generations of incorrigible Powers men -- Andrew, his dad Charlie, and his grandfather Walter (Pop).
Friday we headed to Tyler, TX (including a stop at the DQ since there are none in Baton Rouge) to see my grandparents and my aunt, and listened in agony to LSU's defeat on the radio during our drive back. I guess it was better that we didn't have to actually see the Tigers throwing their national championship hopes away. In Tiger Stadium. Against an unranked team. Sigh.
We celebrated a friend of Andrew's birthday that evening with good conversation and my most favorite culinary treat in the Port city, Johnny's pizza. It was a long and tiring journey, but we were able to catch up with so many beloved friends and family members, and for that I give thanks.
P.S. The picture is of three generations of incorrigible Powers men -- Andrew, his dad Charlie, and his grandfather Walter (Pop).
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