11/27/14 Thanksgiving is a traditional
feast at the Anderlik’s. Just as Mark was about to get ready, his Dad came and
asked him to go take hay to Anderlik’s cattle. This is very
aggravating on so many levels. 1) They are Anderlik’s cattle, not ours. 2)
Mark’s Dad could have asked him yesterday. 3) It’s cold, below zero cold. Never on Thanksgiving has it been this cold in my lifetime! 4) The cattle are in a
corn field, and the loader tractor wasn’t ready to carry the hay, so he had
to switch the loader. 5) It’s Thanksgiving and that made us late, the last to get
there. It is Thanksgiving and a time to be thankful, but hard to hae an attitude of gratitude. I guess it bothered me more than Mark. Mark is used to his Dad, so it was nothing out of the ordinary to him.
Allie had arrived at our house while Mark was taking care of the cows.
She drove the 9 hour trip last night with her new boyfriend. They got in around
6AM and came to our place at 10:00. Allie introduced Matt and he shook my hand
and says maam a lot. He seemed very kind and likes to talk. He says he is a
cowboy and works on a ranch. He rides horses and takes care of cattle in
southern Missouri. He had never been in Iowa or anywhere as flat as Iowa. The
kids were excited to see Allie and they were teased by her and Matt until we
left. Mark and I were both impressed.
We got to Anderlik’s at 1:30 and ate not
long after. There was quite a group this year with the relatives and the
addition of boyfriends. Anderlik’s, Ferrari’s, Lavern, Verna Mae, Karen, Orrie,
Kellie, Karla, Carly, Suzy, Kallie, Donallen, Doug, Darrell, Lauren, Allie, and
all the boyfriend’s were in attendance for this years turkey feast. We had the
traditional feast with all the fixins. The kids table has been bombarded with
boyfriends. 4 of them, and if Torrie’s
had been there, 5.
\We eat, chat, laugh, eat some more, take pictures, play board games, the teenagers watch movie after movie, eat again, then eat some more. This goes on until we left at 8:30PM. The kids enjoy it the most and are always sad to leave.
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