At the Beavers in Mobile. Eli left after lunch to go across the bay to get a consult on his JAG application from a church friend who works as a (civilian) lawyer for the Army Corps of Engineers here in town. Currently he's MIA. Supposedly, he was supposed to stop and have a quick dinner with his best friend, but still no sign of him. Everyone is getting antsy because we got here too late this morning to open presents before the rest of the family arrived. In fact, as the tradition of this year stands, we were the last ones here--but only by 10 minutes! For Thanksgiving, it was more like an hour and a half--but hey, who's counting?
He's on his way, I'm sure. But my game, Settlers of Catan, is in the backseat, and I really could have used it about 3 hours ago...
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