

It was a great game. Back and forth the entire time and always within reach of pulling ahead for each team. The other team came with about 200 players....all corn fed farm boys! It was a good matchup to our team of tough boy city kids!


I'm thankful for my husband who puts up with me in truly the best and worst of times! :) (Yes, this is a public acknowledgement that ~I~ can be a bit difficult to live with at times....those times are few and far between, right?!!)
I'm thankful for our extended family who love and support us in so many ways. I'm also thankful for the wonderful friends who made...most of whom we don't get to see very often as we've all spread throughout the country.
Have a wonderful and safe Thanksgiving.
Elise's class is singing the following song in front of the entire school on Monday so we've been practicing. Here are the words (Elise only signs the first 2 verses in the video...sorry about the poor quality).
(Sung to the tune of Oh Clementine)
Albuquerque is a turkey
And he's feathered and he's fine
Yes, he wobbles and he gobbles,
And he's absolutely mine.
He's the best pet that you can get
Better than a dog or cat
He's my Albuquerque turkey
And I'm mightly proud of that!
Albuquerque is a turkey
plump and prime I'd have to say
All who see him can foresee him
Brown and stuffed Thanksgiving Day.
One the eve I went to feed him,
But the lot it was quite bare,
He no longer strutted proudly
Albuquerque was not there.
I assumed someone had stole him
So for them he did exist,
As for me I age bologna
Never sure what I had missed.
Next day after I heard laughter
Ran to look with much concern
There he was both proud and stately
Albuquerque had returned.
Seemed the children loved my turkey
So they took him from the pen
Hid him good til it was over
Then they brought him home again.
Albuquerque is a turkey
Who survived Thanksgiving Day
Now he proudly strolls around me
And I love him to this day.
Warning...this song is highly addictive. You may find yourself humming it over and over and over and over....