I am so grateful that my parents put on a big Thanksgiving dinner every year and that I don't have to do it. We all had a wonderful time. So what's with the title of this post? I'll let you in on a little family joke. One year daddy was at the sink doing something and asked me to come over for some assistance. Daddy has had a stroke in both eyes and it has left him extremely visually impaired. He asked if I would help him divine the celery for the stuffing. Say what? And how am I supposed to make celery divine? Last I recalled it was a vegetable that needed peanut butter or cheese slathered all over it to make it meritable. "No" my dad says, "de-vine the celery". Okay, I thought. Is this man teasing me? Which isn't all that unusual. I'm thinking that to de-vine celery is like nailing jello to a tree. But my dad was completely serious! I laughed very unlady-like and told him that it was the silliest thing I have ever heard. I said, "let me get this straight, you want me to pull every single one of those little strings off each piece of celery before you can put it into the stuffing?" I gave it my best shot and got fired from the job. I guess my effort was less than stellar because of how ridiculous I thought the task was. So I am invited to Thanksgiving dinners as long as I DON'T de-vine the celery. As you can see, Shaney got the job! LOL!! We had such a great day with family. 
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| Here is Shaney with her cousin Amy (Lisa's 2nd child) |
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