The day is over and the festivities have ended. I spent most of the afternoon asleep in a less than luxuriously comfortable chair in Ruth's folks' living room and woke up with a sore tailbone at about 5 pm.

I grogged around a while slowly returning to consciousness. By the time I'd fully awoken Mark & Missy, Ruth's brother and his new wife, had arrived and it was time to begin the slow mosey back into the dining room for round #2. I wasn't really in the market for anything, though, so I contented myself with a nicely sized pile of Doritos.

As dinner was breaking up, I suggested it would be a perfect time to view "A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving"- one of my very favorite Charlie Brown videos. (In my day, ya whippersnapper, we didn't have "videos". These things were called "specials" as in special TV program and they were only shown once a year, so you had to be very careful not to miss it. Kids these days don't know how good they have it...) Ruth said they'd already watched it while I was asleep. I asked why they hadn't woken me for it since she knew I'd been looking forward to watching it and she gave me the old "you looked so peaceful and I figured you needed your sleep" routine. It's just as well, I'd probably have fallen back asleep before Peppermint Patty had invited herself over to Charlie Brown's house even if the had woken me.

That's OK. It was far more enjoyable at home in my comfortable recliner with the lights dimmed and Isaiah in my lap with a big bowl of popcorn like Snoopy made for the gang.