Thanks, Digger. We just call that Rotel, or Rotel dip.
Drove home yesterday, and today my back is killing me. Not sure if it's my bed, or sleeping in DD's bed the last 3 nights (a full size is just not big enough for my 6'3" DH and me!), or the 8 hour drive. We did find a house for mom - long story, short version - mom sold her old house, went into a rental thinking that was what she wanted. Decided to buy another house (which DH and I are thrilled about). The house is lovely and all on one level (mom is 89). Got to see and spend time with 3 of my 4 kids. I've been doing a lot of work with flower essences (woo alert), and found that this visit caused me much less angst. Since I can only change myself and my attitudes, that's what I've been working on. Got to spend a lot of time with DH, which was awesome since it feels like we hardly see each other while we're both working so hard.
Hope Thanksgiving was great for all my TB peeps!