Hey y'all -
The last stop on our whirlwind two-week vacation was Vienna, GA. This was really great scheduling on our part because after ten days of non-stop activity, Vienna was a great place to rest, recharge, and accomplish absolutely nothing. My father Philip always says - as if it's a selling point - "When you come to Vienna, you don't have to 'DO' anything." (This is a pretty convenient rule, since if you WANTED to do something in Vienna, there'd be nothing to do).
So we played card games and watched some movies and I got to play around a little with some cheap lens filters that I bought for my camera.
I think there was one bedtime there when we realized we needed to change out of the pajamas we'd been wearing since the previous night into new pajamas. THAT'S how little you can accomplish on a day in Vienna.
Speaking of clothing options, in case everyone was wondering if Laney had forgotten about the Cinderella dress by this point in our vacation, the answer is hell, no.
She wore it to sit by the fire:
When she wanted to look even MORE regal, she paired it with a bedspread royal robe and foam crown:
...and when I told her it was too damn cold outside to wear it to her cousins' house to jump on the trampoline, she layered it over a sensible turtleneck:
The night before Thanksgiving, we went over to my cousin Heidi's house for her annual pre-Thanksgiving dinner and party. All of the women who came brought along some kind of cheese-based dip, and they were all amazing. Buffalo Chicken Cheese Dip, Pizza Dip, Cheddar and Bacon Dip... that anyone in Dooly County lives beyond the age of 30 is a pulmonary miracle. Hagen just stood next to the kitchen island for most of the night, signing "More," and shouting, "Peeese!"
My Uncle David deep-fried some turkeys inside the wooden barn while drinking a local bourbon that could probably melt a styrofoam cup, and managed not to set anything on fire.
I got to spend some time with Heidi (I spent most of my junior high years trying to get my bangs to look like hers),
...and Laney got to jump on the big-girl trampoline with her cousins.
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| Cousin Hope |
The next day was Thanksgiving, and we made a big dinner at Philip's house. Laney was in charge of the cornbread, and anything else that required cracking an egg.
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On our last day in Georgia, Clay and Connie Mercer invited us over for dinner so we could visit and Laney could ride a horse.
The dinner was great, the company was great, and as always, the Mercers made us feel like family.
Love,
Mom
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