…there’s no place like home.
After escaping the london fog and the stl airport (my luggage wasn’t so lucky), stop 1: bread co.; stop 2: home for a little imos pizza.
After escaping the london fog and the stl airport (my luggage wasn’t so lucky), stop 1: bread co.; stop 2: home for a little imos pizza.


Mom fixin up some tasty brisket (notice the rolls pre-oven… and not burned)






Anyway, on to xmas eve – always my favorite day of the year. After my second annual trip to the dome (where the rams were OT winners and ryan set a new record in the 100-yard dash), it was back home for church and presents…
…but not before a little cookie decorating

that's good work son...

and (once again) picture taking





moving on…three bottles and an hour later... it was downstairs to pool...


Xmas day…over the river

And through the woods (where else but in the Midwest would you see a mailbox like this…or beer this cheap)


...to grandmothers house we go. As always, my compliments to the chef.

Well, that’s all folks…
Coming soon...mama hodel hits broadway, and you won't want to miss it.
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Just checkin'in! ;) Maja
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