Giving Thanks

I love Thanksgiving. In part, because it's such an easy holiday.

Want to do Thanksgiving properly? Here's how:
a) Round up some people you like.
b) Eat something awesome.
c) Think of something you're thankful for.

There! Done! You've succeeded at Thanksgiving! Congratulations!

My family came to me this year and we managed to do all of the above, in addition to playing some euchre, decorating my apartment for Christmas, and shopping.

Here's a little photo slideshow of the weekend, because I'm still in too much of a food coma to type much more:


Amber sent me flowers to make certain I was "the hostess with the mostess."  Done.

In typical Churchill fashion, the holiday morning began with a mimosa (or three).

Dad attempted to teach Ben to carve the turkey this year.  Everybody kept all of their fingers.

We excel at awkward family portraits.  Seriously.

Dad was certain that Thurman wouldn't like the big city.  But by the end of the weekend he was drinking a venti Americano from Starbucks and scooping up his own poop.  A regular urban natural, that one.

We had a great time and while I was sad to see them go, we'll all be together again in just 20 days.

This Thanksgiving, I'm incredibly grateful for my family and friends.  As my momma says, "Life is good.  And then it gets better."

Happy Thanksgiving, all!

Here's to loving something so much you eat it.

I looooved Where the Wild Things Are when I was little. The movie, not so much. I thought it was depressing and dark.

But I loooove this quote from the author/illustrator of the book:

“Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved it. I answer all my children’s letters — sometimes very hastily — but this one I lingered over. I sent him a card and I drew a picture of a Wild Thing on it. I wrote, “Dear Jim: I loved your card.” Then I got a letter back from his mother and she said, “Jim loved your card so much he ate it.” That to me was one of the highest compliments I’ve ever received. He didn’t care that it was an original Maurice Sendak drawing or anything. He saw it, he loved it, he ate it.”

- Maurice Sendak

One of these things is not like the others.

It's me. With my stupid brunette hair. I would pay good money to get my hair that color. I've tried to pay good money to get my hair that color. I ended up looking like trailer trash.

But at least I've got 4 inches on the tallest of them. Ha!

Which reminds me, while in FL, I saw this shirt:



I loved it. I wanted it. I didn't buy it because I decided instead to blow all of my money on frozen bananas and jawbreakers I am exercising AMAZING self-control over my November spending habits.

Anyway, we had a great time celebrating my sister's birthday weekend. There was hot tubbing and a light show and a recovered iPod from the bottom of an elevator shaft. All in all, a very successful trip. And I get to see them again in just 36 days!

Happy Friday!

For me, at least!

Tomorrow by this time I will be flying over the good state of Georgia, en route to my favorite sister, to celebrate her birthday. I won't tell you which birthday it is, but I will say that it's a BIG ONE. And it's not her Sweet Sixteen.

I got to spend a fabulous 35 hours with Collin over the weekend. I spent the majority of the time day drinking while watching her paint and getting caught up on trashy TV. I am nothing if not a multitask-er.

And now I must leave you as I'm off to take my lunch break at Target. I am a very busy girl.

Happy weekend, everyone!

You all have good taste.

An additional interesting stat: Izzy's pumpkin picture post has more page views than any other post.

I will let her know how popular she is. She will be pleased. Or totally indifferent. It's so hard to tell with her.

Holy Cow!

Just a note to point out that this little blog officially hit 1000 page views over the weekend.

I should come up with more interesting posts to make this worth your while.