So, tomorrow was supposed to be the day we went to the mountains to celebrate the giving of thanks but, alas, that stinkin’ Winter storm is terrorizing (so dramatic) the east coast (are we having fun yet, fellow east coasters?) and so since black ice and snow don’t seem to be as fun to drive in/on as, say, anything else, we will stay home tomorrow. And wouldn’t you have it? Adam already took off of work tomorrow so that we could travel the day before Thanksgiving. So, it looks like we’ll have a fun day off and who knows what adventures we could get ourselves into. Truth be told, it’s freezing rain for another 24-hours and so I would like to sleep in(ha) and stay in my sweats for as long as humanly possible and maybe, just maybe, leave the house once for some yoga. And maybe a movie date, for good measure.
I’m not letting myself be bummed out or stressed or anything of the sort. Granted, I do love waking up in a house full of family, pouring myself a strong cup of coffee Thanksgiving morning and watching the parade. The parade is my favorite. But, it’s just not in the cards this year and letting it damper our holiday isn’t either. Heck no, we will still have a great day! Life and lemons and lemonade and all that. I will watch the parade around lunchtime when we arrive on Thursday. I also have a happy, squirmy baby waiting for me to hog him all holiday-weekend long. It’ll be an absolutely wonderful Thanksgiving. I declare it!
I did have a fun realization, tonight, that this will be the first year since we’ve been married that we’ll be waking up in our own home on Thanksgiving. We’re always traveling for the holidays. So we have a first to celebrate and we just might celebrate it with Thanksgiving-day pancakes before we hit the road. I’d like to say they’ll be in the shapes of turkeys, but we’re not so ambitious.
Safest of safe travels, everyone!