Thanks for being you.

As we always do, we went to the farm for Thanksgiving this year.  My dad was only missing one of his four siblings, so just about all of my cousins were there.  Ryan and I stayed in a crappy ol' hotel, but not one of us seemed to mind.  It was clean, and that is all that mattered.  We weren't there very much of the time, anyway.  My dad's camper just is not big enough for my parents, their 5 kids, 2 grandchildren, 3 dogs, a pig, and 4 "significant others".