So then it was over the boardwalk to bask in the sunshine and salt air. I fell in love with a little white goldendoodle puppy, but managed to keep from running off with the little nipping furball. What a lovely day it was!
After a literal kicking and screaming departure from the scene, we had a peaceful drive home. Traditional football watching was replaced by a stirring episode of Dinosaur Planet followed by a Charlie Brown Thanksgiving. Cookies and pie were eaten, a Christmas tree was hauled up from the basement and decorated, and a happy, tired family snuggled in front of the fire.
Next stop . . . Christmas!
Sounds like the way to go! I would've loved to go to the beach for Thanksgiving. However, we did venture into the mountains of West Virginia (so peaceful, but such a long drive).
ReplyDeleteTraveling to visit infrequently seen family is just about the best thing I can think of to do for a holiday. And West Virginia . . . beautiful!
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