The Big Diehl

On Thanksgiving Day I rode down to Kokomo, Indiana with my parents and grandma for Thanksgiving. My aunt lives in Kokomo. (I know what you’re thinking . . . Bermuda, Bahama, come on pretty mama . . . down to Kokomo! We’ll get there fast and then we’ll take it slow…)

This Thanksgiving meal was great. I loved it. Turkey, mashed potatoes, my mom’s famous corn casserole, stuffing, rolls, butter molded in the shape of a turkey, etc. etc. I’m getting hungry just thinking about it. We chillaxed there for awhile and headed back the same day. On Friday my sister, her husband, and their daughter were here visiting from Nashville. My brother and his wife came over as well. It was some good family time.