"An Airplane Landed in Your Back Yard...."

Yeah, so we're cooking up all the goodies and preparing to fry a fantastic turkey -- when, Big SJ says to me, "An Airplane just landed in your back yard..."  To which I reply, "Oh?  That must be So-And-So."  Too funny.

DH's cousin-in-law likes to take his little crop duster (I don't know what model, read the thing for yourself) fishing.  (There's his fishing poles riding along side.)

Cousin-in-Law is about seven feet tall.  I do NOT exaggerate.  His wife is the same height as DH about six foot or six foot two if she chooses to wear a shoe with a sole.  I don't know how he is able to fold himself up into this thing.  But, he does.

Oh, and Big SJ (I think he dislikes that nick-name, so I'm once again searching for a better reference than "Big Lil'Bro") brought me a surprise...my Nephew!!    YAY!  We thought he wasn't going to get to come for the trip because Turkey Holiday is his mom's this year.  But, they worked it out.  The kids had a blast!  And, how cool is it to come visit with your cousins and Aunt and Uncle and have an Airplane land in the back yard?  AWESOME!  [Okay, the field fenced off behind the back yard.  But, still, the back yard.  ;-)]

We ate well.  Grandpa played some games with Lil'Gal.  Since the cousin boys were tearing up the dirt. 

 Although, they did all three search for "spider eggs" and watch them hatch...????  I don't know.  Don't ask.

I got a little jealous but, they all eventually played with me too.  And, Daddy and I played Gin tonight.  I love to play Gin.  If we all get together and don't play poker or Gin, or at least dominoes...well, it just isn't a real visit to me.  Daddy whooped my tush at Gin.  But, I didn't care.  It was fun.

Oh, Daddy read a couple of my article submissions (you know, the good one's where I applied myself) for R&S and he loved them.  Tomorrow is the release of the December issue.  I'm so SUPER-DUPER excited!!!

I also have a pic of me and the baby brother; not the collegiate, but my third brother born to my Mom -- um, late in life.  He has turned from a frumpy, funny, silly fun-loving boy into a total teen hunk-a-dilly athelete!  The Gals at school must drool.  Hey?  What can I say?  We carry a good lookin' gene pool! LOL!  I'll have to post those pics later because I'm sleepy-pie and tomorrow is the beginning of a very full everything.

Tomorrow is, December 1st.  The first day of a new month.  The first day of the last month of this year.  Already?  Yes, already.  What a month this will be.  It is going to fly-by, I sware. But, I'm happy.  I'm loving, I'm living, I'm appreciating and Thankful.

I have a life and my life is good.  Count your blessings tonight.  Just the iddy-biddy ones.  Like, sight, smell, taste, touch, breath.... all good things.  I thank the Lord for the sound of my heart beat each night.

Happy Sunday Night!

"An Airplane Landed in Your Back Yard...."