Christmas was really different this year. We didn't spend Christmas with the Herr's this year - more on that tragic story later.
I puttered around home during the day, eating Grandma's cranberry salad and popcorn and basically being a lazy ass.
I left home around 4:00 to meet Dad at the farm. We drove to Logansport to hang out with cousin Chuck and his family. It was great fun (and lots of food - ham, yum). There was some Euchre playing, looking at old photographs and story-telling. I got to see the Little Mommy Gotta Go in action - ick!
We spent the night - I slept like a rock star in the spare bedroom. I slept very well, I didn't realize how on edge I was.
The next morning we went to Bullshippers Cafe, connected to the stockyard. It the kind of place that I can imagine meeting a nice farmer and watiressing for the rest of my working years. It was a lovely morning.