While others are out looking for deals on Black Friday, I am eating leftovers, shopping online, and trying to get caught up on family pics realizing it is far too gorgeous outside to be doing this today.
Tomorrow we are boarding the Blue Ridge Scenic Railway for the Santa Express up into the mountains. Considering I've spent my whole week off doing stuff around the house, I think it's time to venture out.
This year, it was just the four of us for Thanksgiving. Drew says we've celebrated with just us before but I don't remember. Certainly not since we've had children. My in-laws are in L.A. with Drew's sister's family. My brother is in Florida with my parents. And we declined an invitation to drive up to Ohio to be with my dad. It was a difficult call to make. But I have been traveling for work non-stop over the past six weeks and an eight hour drive was really not a good idea given my state of mind. What I really needed was some quiet time with the family at home.
Here are some shots that are not at all representative of the day.These were taken in the five minutes when my children actually stopped running and screaming and jumping off furniture. The other 12 hours, I stood in an apron yelling, 'Ok, seriously, CALM DOWN or GO OUTSIDE!' In 5 years, we'll all think it looked like this: