Well, Thanksgiving is in full swing. I decided four Thanksgivings would be just about right for me this year: work, church, family and Lauren.
This little gem from Nothing Bundt Cakes was the crowning glory of Worksgiving. Don't get me wrong, there was a whole conference room of food, but this little cake cutie with its icing toupe just stole my heart.
|Who's the cutest little lemon bundt cake? You are! You are!|
Seriously, it was stupid delicious. First Thanksgiving: success.
This morning, I ran a dreaded 10 miler. At this point, little runs like this are so mentally draining, I consider running more just to make it worth my while. Every step sucked.
Consequently, I learned how much I operate on rewards-based systems. For example, this was my 10 mile reward:
|Pizzafest at 8:30 in the morning, followed by a healthy dose of Kindle action....|
|...With these two squishies by my side. (Ummm we keep a stepladder in our kitchen because it turns out really tall kitchen cabinets are kind of a pain for short people).|
Two naps and a PBJ later, it was time to get to work on my contribution to Thanksgiving #2: church.
|Pumpkin pie bites that admittedly do not look delicious but that definitely delivered to the t-buds|
|And blurry chocolate chip cheesecake cups. (I AM NOT A FOOD BLOGGER.)|
I baked, and sampled, and baked, and melted butter, and popped chocolate chips, and baked all afternoon. Roger and Benny loved it. I loved it. We turned on this movie:
And then we almost immediately turned it off. Super sucked. I HATE seeing boobs in movies. I'll spare you my rant on modesty and stuff; suffice it to say, I have strong feelings on the subject. Movie, off.
So, then it was time to leave.
|Insert puggy guilt.|
Thankschurching was legit. I was almost never without a sausage ball the entire time I was there. That's when you know something beautiful is going down. Speaking of beautiful...
|Inger C - Capitan of the ladies of 323. Rockin' the specs!|
|Sauuuusaageee Baaaalllls (bottom right). Works of art.|
|Crystal M. Resident athletic badass.|
|Just making ourselves at home! What? It's THANKSGIVING for pete's sake! (Hey, fellas, lookin' for two hot dates?)|
|Yayyy Bible study girls!|
|Dear Monica, with your cute haircut and your brand spankin new 20 miler, you make me laugh. Or whatever this is.|
Austin with the family for T#3.
Alaska with Lauren for T#4.
Go holiday or go home. I'm goin' holiday all the way, behbeh!