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Thanksgiving.

It was a good day. My Housemates and I woke not so early in the morning and made some pies and casaroles, and mash potatos. we watched the thanksgiving day parade on tv. We made phone calls to family members, to say happy thanksgiving, and we were just happy to be spending it together again this year. Along with Ben Martin who had joined us last year for thanksgiving as well. At 1:00 pm we made a trip over to Jeff Yoders place to join his family for thanksgving dinner along with Joni, and about four of her friends. It was a good day. The last event of the evening was a crazy game of charades. I haven't played that in awile. I think we should play that game more often, it challenges people to get out of their comfort zone.

Thank you Heavenly father, for good fellowship, for laughter, and food, for a day to just be thankfull for the abundence of blessing that you have laveshed on us through your son Jesus Christ. what grace, what beautiful grace you give. Thank you Jesus!

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