Sunday, December 29, 2013

This Trip Headed South

This post is brought to you courtesy of Tennessee, North Carolina, and wifi on airplanes.

Santa must be following the blog because he found us Christmas morning.

No trip to the South is complete without fried chicken.

That grub was earned with plenty of manual labor.  I showed those leaves who's the boss, and it wasn't Tony Danza.  



Just some folks getting down on the farm.

Happy birthday Jay.  We hope you feel more important than the cats today.  Miss you.  

Happy New Year to all.  We hope 2014 is full of many blessings and joys.

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