Growing up I remember traveling to Idaho to my grandparents farm to spend Thanksgiving with my cousins. I remember pies and rolls and lots of laughing. When everyone's families got too big we spent Thanksgiving at home. In junior high and high school I would run in the ORRC Turkey Trot Race on Thanksgiving morning. It was a good way to start the day off healthy even if the day didn't end that way.
I am a firm believer that Christmas doesn't start until the day after Thanksgiving. Alas, I feel like I am in the minority, Thanksgiving is such a great holiday...why do we have to treat it like an ugly stepchild to Christmas. Even though no one agrees with me (commercial and half my neighbors already have their Christmas lights up!) N.O. tinsel and trimmings until after Thanksgiving.
Thanksgiving night, my husband is taking our 2 older boys and spending the weekend in So. Utah. AHHHH, a weekend to myself (well, I'll still have Mr. H) to get some much needed things done. On my to-do list:
- Baste and machine quilt this quilt and this quilt.
- Decorate for Christmas.
- Organize the downstairs pantry. It is in desperate need of some TLC.
- Get caught up on some blog post tutorials I have been meaning to write.
- See Breaking Dawn.
- Work on Dresdans