We left Thanksgiving morning to head to the mountains to be with family, but not before getting in a training run with Heather at 0:dark thirty.
My mood lightened tremendously when Heather popped out of her car wearing her blaze orange running shoes, which turned out to be helpful beacons as we navigated our way through the wooded, pitch-black trail.
And her bare legs and running skirt on a frigid morning meant we ran FAST.
We made it to the mountains by 1:00 and started meal preparations and sat down to a delicious dinner with slightly brown dinner rolls because someone forgot that bread rises and bakes faster at altitude.
I would show pictures of the laden table but I was too busy filling my plate with stuffing and squash casserole to whip out the camera. I do, however, have pictures of the aftermath.
The rest of the weekend was spent watching football, football, and more football (my sports-crazy father-in-law) and working puzzles (my sister-in-law and Mr. CPQ) and knitting (me, who neither watches football well, puzzles well or knits well, judging by the oversized rastafarian beanie I created).
We did venture out on Friday to go see Tangled at the little movie theater in town.
Then we traipsed back to the house and had a birthday party for my niece which is my one chance a year to give girly things, and I’m sure my sister-in-law won’t at all be unhappy with the Barbie blow dryer that blows real glitter all over the place.
And a good time was had by all.
Have a nice day.