Clintsgiving (Sans Clint)

Sore, lethargic and out of it.  All day.

Hi.

So Watson had himself a vet appointment yesterday - I would've mentioned it before, but I didn't take any pictures while I was there (I had Abby with me, so between her and the dog and a sword-shaped umbrella - it's been raining like a motherf***er down here in Florida lately - I had my hands full.)  Anyway, the poor guy had five vaccinations and a laundry list of other tests done for his annual check-up, and today he was incredibly out of sorts.

The rest of us, though, were ridiculously busy.  Kris with cooking, the girls with trashing the house, and me with watching the lions and drinking 'coffee.'

Check out this year's Hough Family Clintsgiving. . .

(sans Clint.)

Dad and Cindy wanted to Skype with us to watch the girls hang up the rest of the Christmas ornaments on the tree.  While doing so, Dad showed off his avocado dip. . . which is honestly the first thing I've seen him cook since 1991.

Much of these cheaper, handmade ornaments mysteriously found their way over to the kids' Christmas tree in their playroom once they were done hanging them.

Laughin' it up with Papa and Nana

Showing off Christmas Ornaments

Detroit played Chicago this Thanksgiving.  After losses to the Cardinals and Patriots in the last two weeks, I was praying the Lions weren't going to ruin my Clintsgiving.

The girls comfort our recovering canine while a dead baby hangs out nearby. . .

Yuletide beverages

While Kris cooked up mashed potatoes, corn, and deviled eggs in the kitchen, I knocked back a couple beers and watched the Lions (with the girls occasionally joining me). . .

. . . and this is what Watson was up to.  All day.

CORN

MASHED POTATOES

DEVILED EGGS. . . feat. Kris' fancy, new Deviled Eggs Carrying Case (yes, they make those.)

Abby and I have an equivalent understanding of football.

Check out the ghetto Rabbit Ears set up we're rockin' here.  Usually we have no problems getting ABC or Fox, but today's game was on CBS. . . and that one's a pain in the ass to get in.

Abby drafts a letter to her congressman.

Deviled Eggs on the Florida Turnpike.  Like in numerous years, we were once again having Thanksgiving over at the Voigts' house.

Scary Bridge

Adam slices up the main course.  

Adam's parents - whom our kids are well-acquainted with and love joking around with - were spending the holiday with us as well.

I had the 50mm lens on the SLR, forgetting to swap it out for the easier-to-use 18 - 55mm one we usually employ.  While these shots are cool and all, the lens takes some getting used to.

Jackson bossing people around

Awaiting the Thanksgiving feast. . . 

They, too, already have their tree up.  See - we're not crazy.

A Classic.

After finishing their dinner, Abby decided it was time to teach Jackson how to read and write. . .

Screwin' around on the back patio with some of Jackson's toys (recognize that play set in the background?  We ended up giving that to the Voigts once our girls outgrew it.)

The Cannonball, in her usual pose.

Chowin' down on pie and ice cream

No idea what this is.

Monkeyin' around

This monkey-in-a-barrel is straight-up crack for little kids.

And that was our Clintsgiving.  Definitely enjoyable - hopefully yours was awesome as well.

See ya later.

- Brian