So...
Thanksgiving in the country came and went and was completely drama free except for one little incident.
"What's drama?"
The little incident involved a wasp.
Which, can I just say, is really apropos since I'm laying in a hotel room watching Bee Movie as we speak..er, blog.
The wasp was lazily sitting on the ceiling.
Mark..
...decided to be super manly and 'take care of it.'
Go Mark Go!
Get that wasp!
Notice his sister in the background cheering him on.
My Grandmother was highly entertained by the whole ordeal.
Actually, there was a bit more drama.
The two year old thought this Jack Russell Terrier was hilariously funny.
Hilariously funny and scary.
She loved it.
And then the glorious spread:
Oh, how I heart the spread.
But why am still talking about Thanksgiving?
This weekend we've been in Auburn for the Iron Bowl.
Happy Times.
Except for the whole losing thing.
No worries, though.
There is aways next year.
Except for that poor wasp...
I'm happy to say Mark took care of that.