Post Thanksgiving Blues

Me and Dad on Big Red early in the morning over coffee

Dad went home this morning after staying with us for the past three days.

I'm feeling a little blue.

While he was here, we talked, we ate, we shopped (if people watching at the mall counts) and visited both of my sisters.

We got up early and drank coffee on Big Red.

We played on the computer.

Dad and Paige bonded.

That's because he fed her ham and pieces of dinner roll with strawberry jam.

We cried about Mom.

He cried when he left.

I cried after he left.

Thanksgiving Day was beautiful.

My perfume?  Borneo 1834.

Picture my own, taken by B-man