Thanksgiving weekend is probably the biggest weekend of our whole year. We have more tradition in those few days than any other time. It is always a great time and goes too fast.
Wednesday was a busy day of getting everything that I could ready. It also was the cherished pie night at My Fosters house, such good pie and such wonderful company!
Me and the boys had signed up for the Turkey trot at the rec center for Thursday morning, so had a lot of my family members. With temperatures forecasted to be 4 degrees we made the decision not to run. Of course I was disappointed and so were the boys. Well Thursday morning I got up and took Brandon with me down to the rec center to pick up all of our bags. The temp said 15 in my car and there were tons of people dressed to run. I couldn’t take it, I had to run. I hurried and texted my BFF, who was planning to run it with other people before the cold hit, convinced her to run, drove home put the turkey in the oven, changed into lots of layers and made it back down in time for start time. So glad I did. It wasn’t too cold and we had lots of fun. It was the first time we had run together and I can tell that I am going to convince her to run with me more!!!
Thanksgiving day was wonderful. My family all arrived on time, oh except for Michael who had fallen asleep, everyone helped with the food, everyone obeyed my 2 hours at the table rule, the food was FABULOUS! So much work, but so worth it. I did have to help clean up which was a first, usually the boys clean up while I am still enjoying myself.
The adult area
The children’s area
Enjoying the feast with 30 people plus the 2 little twins
Friday was my beloved tree hunt day. Due to Blizzard 2010 (what a crock) there was so much snow in the place we usually go. Even big 4 wheel drive trucks were sliding off the road. So after already driving for 2 hours we drove another hour to another area. Poor Jonah was so confused as to why we weren’t there yet! This area was very snowy as well, but we made it work.
Doesn’t that look fun?
My perfect tree, actually Bryan found it and it was the best I could find in the thigh high snow I was trudging through.
We stopped at My Foster’s cabin on the way home, which was a mere mile or so from where we chopped our tree. Said hello, the boys admired the game on the wall (is that what you call dead animals on the wall?????) and said goodbye. We love them, lots.
O.K. I am almost done. Saturday, Game Day. Lots of people, lots of food, lots of fun. No pictures of the event, just our yard.
Of course a different outcome than everyone thought one second before the game ended, but hey it was a great game. We are good sports and love our Ute fan friends!
