Tricia and I are in Albuquerque for a few days, celebrating a long Thanksgiving weekend with the family. Fourteen of us are packed into my mom’s little house. Nobody’s complaining. Too much.
Tricia and I arrived late Wednesday night and were able to get a couple hours of sleep before being awakened early Thursday morning by everyone else. We’re sleeping in the living room, so that’s how it goes.
Breakfast was fairly simple: Bacon and Egg Tacos.
Breakfast was followed by a walk to the park. It was fun.
Then, an impromptu pull-up contest:
Thanksgiving dinner was a Persian feast. James made three different stews, incorporating turkey meat in the recipes.
I’m hoping some day I’ll figure out how to prevent the photos from getting cut off.