It started snowing the night after we moved into our new home and continued sporadically until Thanksgiving Day, four days later. With all the snow on the ground, we were thankful the drive to Elly's house for our traditional Thanksgiving dinner was a short one. We now live only eight minutes away!
...and so was the chocolate pie!
Jim actually ended up spending a good portion of the day on the road. He drove for an hour and a half to pick up Aunt Maurine so she could join us for dinner. She seemed to enjoy the meal and the company.