Thursday morning we woke up and round up the troops.
Bella.
Noah.
Erin.
Holly on the left with blond hair, Mom in the orange sweatshirt.
We went to the grocery store to get some last minute provisions and a bottle of whiskey. On the way back it STARTED TO SNOW?!?!
This is the "Bella's first snow" dance.
Jessica and Hans.
Bad girl...
Cookie.
Pray to the earth mother that there are enough trees in the woods for us to cut down tomorrow.
There will be!
There's my pops.
WOOF!
It got REAL crazy when we were all cooking in my moms kitchen. Everybody made something.
Well I guess this explains where I get it from.
Ut Oh! Whats that look?
Oh my!
On the left is Pia, one of Hans' oldest friends. On the right is my mothers sister Aunt Louise. In the center is the founder of the feast, My mother's mother Mutti.
Dinner was AMAZING! I forgot to take pictures of us eating but take my word for it, it was really great.
The next morning we sat around the living room for a while and recouped for Friday's debauchery.
Marshall randomly showed up. I don't think any of us have seen him for about eight years, but he's basically one of the sons of the family.
After we finished a few gallons of coffee we dressed up in some sweet redneck gear we have laying around the shop (see Erin's attire) and went out to cut down trees and to build a burning man for Friday night's bonfire.
Can't forget to say hi to the asses.
We decided to build a burning man to start the bonfire. Somehow it turned into us building a crucifix and that the burning man was brooks.
Here's my old tree house "the dope den" as my father so eloquently named it, the wall on the left fell off, and the windows have all been broken out, but its mostly still there.
WHO LET THAT CHICK GET THE CHAINSAW?!?!
OH whew, that's not a chick, its Bella. We're safe.
I see the resemblance.
Yup Brooks.
You can tell its him because he looks REALLY PISSED OFF!
Bebs.
We kept Brooks' head.
Justin and Scott.
This is when the night started getting crazy. Bebs and I started fighting a little to hard.
Hans and Joe.
This is me Tripping Bebs.
I guess he hit the ground pretty hard and actually got really hurt. "What do I do?" I'll just cover the evidence with leaves.
And run away.
I've had some really fun Thanksgivings in the past but being back on the east coast and spending it with my family mixed with some of my closest friends really made this one the best Thanksgiving I've ever had. Thank you all so much for coming.
