The Yankee’s parents are in town for their early Thanksgiving. It is always a nice treat to have company, and they are lovely company. Yesterday evening, they had company at our house:
So this other couple, they have a daughter our age. And The Yankee and that woman went to school together. Through their time in the same town and at PTA and stores and wherever else people meet and visit, The Yankees parents and these nice people became friends over the years. Eventually, those people moved to Indianapolis to be closer to some of their family. And now here we all are. We’re 90 minutes from them, the in-laws are here, they drove down. We had a nice visit and took some pictures.
I’m not sure why I’m the only one sitting down.
I type this while listening to music in a production studio late this evening:
