I can’t believe my four-day weekend is almost over! I had such a relaxing Thanksgiving, which is pretty incredible considering we had about 20 family members over for dinner. If I can manage to get my ass of the couch, I plan to spend the rest of today taking down my fall decor and putting up my Christmas stuff. In the meantime, here are some photos of my Thanksgiving weekend:
Other weekend highlights: Hanging out with my friend Michelle (we stayed home and drank hard cider on the couch because we’re 29 going on 80 and the thought of interacting with people in a loud bar was making us ragey), walking with Dave’s office’s float in our town’s holiday parade on Saturday night, and learning to make bows out of ribbon with my grandma. However, I was given a harsh push back into reality last night when I put on a pair of non-stretch jeans to run to the grocery store and had to wear a baggy sweatshirt to cover my considerable muffin top. Now I’m trying to decide which sounds worse: Dedicating my life to the treadmill for the next several weeks or just giving in and buying bigger pants.
I think I’ve decided.