Half of my family is out in Portland Oregon, abut 3,000 miles away.
Missing them (and the couple in Philly, PA, too) today, and wish them, a Happy Thanksgiving. My sister does an awesome Thanksgiving each year!
Since I am freaked out by planes, I hope I am able to grab a train out there sometime in the (hopefully not too far off) future. When I do there are lots of things I hope to do, in addition to simply having the BEST time with my sister, nephew, b-i-l, and mom. One of the places I hope to visit is this great sounding place, The Woolen Mill Store.
Just love their post "The truck brought us 400 pounds of fuzzy selvage for crocheting, weaving, and whatever else your heart desires! Take a bag over the river and through the woods to Grandmother's house... so you can keep your hands busy while you catch up with the family."
Happy Pumpkin Pie day to you all, on the Jersey shore, Philly, and in Portland, oregon. ;)
xo
