Giving Thanks

Thanksgiving this year was hosted by the gracious and lovely Cousin Richard and Cousin Laurel.

Dynamic duo ❤

Col joined me for the start of the holiday; literally speaking, we drove to FL in separate cars.  Once there, we relaxed by the fire, had a rowdy game of Photosynthesis (let it be known that I WON), and participated in yoga before my boyfriend headed back to Pittsburgh to be with his own, wonderful family.

Four wheel romance

My parents and I hit the road to Massachusetts, passed by a rainbow, and had a cameo stop at Subway to eat.  For the Travi, it was going to be a 7-hour drive (spoiler alert, it took us 9).

When we arrived, the gang was all there!: Wendy, Paul, Richard, Laurel, Zach, Nate, and Holly.  The first night, Zach and I stayed up late to chat ❤

Our entire visit was filled with activities. I’m talkin’ charades, Pandemic (the game, not an actual one), guitar-playing, a puzzle, a SECOND puzzle, Scrabble, a tractor ride…

Getting pulled by a tractor is their preferred method of travel.

A cooperative game that we lost.  But we all lost together, and isn’t that really what it’s all about?

Puzzling

Scrabble featuring an appearance by Collin on FaceTime

You’ll always be dad to the bone.

The laughs and love were palpable, and our hosts were incredibly generous and thoughtful, especially when it came to the delicious meal and cleanup! Here’s the spread:

Feast mode activated.

No matter how much I eat, there’s always room for dessert.

Of course, there was MORE food throughout the weekend, but I was too busy eating to take pics: the boneless chicken extravaganza, NYC bagels for breakfast, and a Thai dinner on black Friday.  

Healthy dessert spread. Those grapes were E.VER.Y.THING.

On Thanksgiving, I gathered the fam around the TV so we could watch — not football — but the National Dog Show where Col and I made our small screen debut.

3rd row intel:  BET ON THE BULLDOG

Thanksgiving was FILLING in so many ways — and you know I mean food, but also… love, laughter, and togetherness. And unlike the dinner and dessert, you can never have enough of that. (Ok, maybe this is not a good metaphor).

❤ Thankful ❤

I would walk 500 miles and would walk 500 more.

Love you all,
‘mi