Thanksgiving layout

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Funny story:  See the rooster?  Jerry says "Why did you put a rooster on your page?"  I said "I thought it was a turkey!"  Jerry says "Well, we can pretend it’s a turkey."

Yea, not a turkey…but oh well.

The brown paper at the bottom is VERY sparkly.  It’s so pretty.  The patterned paper is by a company called Doodlebug, and I just LOVE their products.  The photomats are on Bazzill, the brown has a sheen to it, they call it Bling paper.  You can KIND of see the sheen.  I should have matted the ones on orange on orange Bling, but I was at McDonald’s when I started this layout, and I get lazy about things that just aren’t THAT important.  It’s still a cute layout, whether the orange shines or not!

Journaling (which took me a LONG time to find…need to title these things better!!!) reads:

This year for Thanksgiving, we decided to invite some people over.  We invited Ron and Sharyn, and Kim.  Then Jane called Jerry, and asked if they might come as well, so we invited them too.  We were going to invite them anyway, so it worked out.  We had a really good time, Kim came first, then Jerry went to get Jane, Steve, Nik and Cassie.  Then just about when dinner was ready, right around two, Ron and Sharyn showed up.  We all had a good time chatting, laughing and remembering times past.  Sammi was not too happy about having so many people here that were unfamiliar to her, especially Steve, whom she was VERY scared of.  Alex was her sunny self, though she doesn’t much care for anyone other than Mommy holding her.  The girls and Nik and Cassie all ran through the house playing together, banging on the piano, playing in the girls’ rooms, and generally they all had a great time.  It was nice.  As soon as dinner was over though, everyone but Ron and Sharyn wanted to go home, so I ended up taking Jane and Steve home, and by the time I got back, Ron and Sharyn had departed too, so I hardly got to see them, which was disappointing.  However, I was glad for the time we had, especially with Kim, who we hardly ever get to see anymore.