Further on our journey towards New York, we stopped for Thanksgiving dinner. It was much colder at this point, so we ate inside a rest stop. Out of trash bags. Hilda sliced her tomato in a phone booth.
Along the way, mom entertained us with puppets.
This is a totally typical family vacation.
Hilda, Gilda, Ma Sue, Mom and I drove to New York on Thanksgiving Day 2013. Ma Sue wanted to save money, so she packed our lunch and supper to go.
At lunch time it was pretty chilly, but we ate outside anyway.
They love boiled eggs.
My family played a new game at Christmas in 2009 called Repeat Pete. You get a card and act out whatever the card says, and the next person repeats what you did and adds what their card says. So forth and so yodel.
For Christmas 2013, Hilda gave all the ladies in the family a paper bead necklace that she made.
It came in this Ziploc sandwich bag.
If you missed it, here it is again. It has two holes cut in it…so I won’t suffocate. For realsies. It’s actually kind of sweet, maybe?
The part that bothers me is that Hilda and Gilda both gave me planners in a gallon Ziploc bag WITHOUT ANY HOLES CUT IN THEM.
Now I’m concerned. What if I accidentally stick my head in the bag and can’t get it out and there aren’t any air holes to save me?!?
At least the holes in the sandwich bag saved this beautiful duck that Hilda painted (also a Christmas gift).
Gilda had been dusting her car and somehow hit a button on the dashboard. She was frazzled because “both turn signals” were on. She drove to the mechanic, but they were closed, so she drove to my parents’ house. My mom went outside, and turned off the hazard lights. Gilda was so relieved.
Connect crocheted squares
– Vest, blanket and pillows set –
While watching Oprah
Aunt Hilda
