Well Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
I spent my Thanksgiving at the Barlow house. It was all chaotic and fun. I had to work the night before Thanksgiving and so couldn't go early to the Barlow house. Myself and my friend Stevie went up to Herriman. We drove her car, which was a lot smarter than taking my car because my car is a piece of junk that would have had a hard time getting down there. When we got to the Herriman house, it was crazy and loud and chaotic. Now Stevie comes from Chicago, IL and has never been around a lot of people in one house. So she was a little overwhelmed. There was so much going that even I get a little overwhelmed at times, and I experience the craziness once a year, at least.
I think the headcount for Thanksgving dinner was about 52 people there, give or take a person or two. We actually got to eat in the house this year. In the Riverton house, they always had to eat in the garage. So after eating dinner, we played games. Stevie ended up needing to come back up to Logan to work at 6 am the day after Thanksgiving. So Grandpa Barlow convinced me to stay the night. I stayed the night and had fun talking with my Grandpa and with Mother Ann. The next day, I talked with Mother Ann and Dezirae and Lydia. While we are talking, Grandpa Barlow, Carl (Heather's husband), Ryan (Carl's brother), and a couple of the other uncles are all down in the basement. They were down there because Grandpa needed to take out a wall down there and so they needed to replace one of the wooden support beams holding up the main floor with a steel support beam. So Ann, Dezirae, Lydia and I are all talking when Ryan and Heather come running up the stairs telling us to get off the kitchen floor, so we rush into the sitting room.
Now the whole time we were talking we could feel the floor bouncing up and down with the hits the guys downstairs were making. It was kinda scary. So we get over into the sitting room and finished talking. Ryan and Heather finally come back up and tell us everything was alright. I finally called Stevie to see when she was going to pick me up and she could only meet me halfway. So had James give me a ride down to Ogden and Stevie picked me up and that was my Thanksgiving day.
I will get pictures up as soon as I get them off of Stevie's camera.
I spent my Thanksgiving at the Barlow house. It was all chaotic and fun. I had to work the night before Thanksgiving and so couldn't go early to the Barlow house. Myself and my friend Stevie went up to Herriman. We drove her car, which was a lot smarter than taking my car because my car is a piece of junk that would have had a hard time getting down there. When we got to the Herriman house, it was crazy and loud and chaotic. Now Stevie comes from Chicago, IL and has never been around a lot of people in one house. So she was a little overwhelmed. There was so much going that even I get a little overwhelmed at times, and I experience the craziness once a year, at least.
I think the headcount for Thanksgving dinner was about 52 people there, give or take a person or two. We actually got to eat in the house this year. In the Riverton house, they always had to eat in the garage. So after eating dinner, we played games. Stevie ended up needing to come back up to Logan to work at 6 am the day after Thanksgiving. So Grandpa Barlow convinced me to stay the night. I stayed the night and had fun talking with my Grandpa and with Mother Ann. The next day, I talked with Mother Ann and Dezirae and Lydia. While we are talking, Grandpa Barlow, Carl (Heather's husband), Ryan (Carl's brother), and a couple of the other uncles are all down in the basement. They were down there because Grandpa needed to take out a wall down there and so they needed to replace one of the wooden support beams holding up the main floor with a steel support beam. So Ann, Dezirae, Lydia and I are all talking when Ryan and Heather come running up the stairs telling us to get off the kitchen floor, so we rush into the sitting room.
Now the whole time we were talking we could feel the floor bouncing up and down with the hits the guys downstairs were making. It was kinda scary. So we get over into the sitting room and finished talking. Ryan and Heather finally come back up and tell us everything was alright. I finally called Stevie to see when she was going to pick me up and she could only meet me halfway. So had James give me a ride down to Ogden and Stevie picked me up and that was my Thanksgiving day.
I will get pictures up as soon as I get them off of Stevie's camera.
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