Home for the Holiday
Little Rock. My home sweet home. I got to go there today. And eat momma’s cookin’. We were in town for a show, so a bunch of us went over to my parents’ house for lunch. Sharon did it up right. Always does. I wasn’t sad to leave after the show because we will be going back for Christmas this year. So there is more where this came from.
That is actually Michael’s plate. I would have photographed mine, but I didn’t think about it until he sat down, and mine was already half gone by then. Mom made brisket, homemade mac and cheese, five bean bake (which I had never had but was awesome), some kind of yummy salad with champagne vinegrette dressing, some wild rice turkey cranberry salad thingy, and rolls. And caramel cake.
Michael, Denise and I went running. Then we ate everything I listed above. Then I laid down between my nephew Grant and Caroline and tried to take a nap while they were watching Sponge Bob. But they kept waking me up to tell on each other.
This is a picture from intermission at the concert. It’s my mom, my sister, Caroline, Grant and me.
The kids were so tired but they made it to the end of the show. Bless their little tattling hearts.
This picture below has no specific meaning to this blog at all. I just think I look really good in it. Like sorta skinny or something. Which is weird, because I have like 10 other pics from tonight of me in that dress and none of them look like this.
How about that. Rock on.
I’m gonna start walking around with a person in front of half of me.
You like Caroline’s skirt?? I got it in one of my favorite children’s clothing magazines. Chasing Fireflies. You should check it out. It’s like all cute kids clothes edited down to the very cutest.
After the show, I made my dad take me to Taco Bell because I didn’t have time to eat supper. It was like 10:30pm and on the way back to the bus, I was thinking that I didn’t have many pics for my Christmas blog, so I made my dad stop at the Town Square in Benton, AR and take a pic of me in front of some reindeer display.
It seemed like a good idea at the time. At least you know I was thinking of you.