My inlaws are in the house

Just picked up Ole and Vivian from the airport. They came here from Bismarck, North Dakota. By the way, in all my travels, North Dakota really is the friendliest state I've been to. It is so small, everyone is treated like family. On my way out and about today, for the heck of it, I stopped to look at a cotton field. I even picked some cotton. Never seen raw cotton with seeds in it before. It was an experience, except now my wife tells me to keep my cotton pickin hands off the ice cream. Well, yes, I need to go back on my diet again. But I'll wait until after Christmas.