Thanksgiving

So Meredith's family is on the way from Corpus. The house is in various states of readiness, as there's only so much you can do with a place in a given amount of time with a limited amount of money.

I might come by tomorrow, just in case the place begins to feel a little crowded.

Happy Thanksgiving. Eat much.

Update: The Truck That Never Moves: Just yesterday, our neighbors across the street got into a cleaning fit, and brought a lot of garbage out. They then deposited this into the bed of the Truck That Never Moves. So it's farther away from the house, I guess, but closer to us. My best guess: They want to turn the whole thing into a compost pile.