As predicted, my Thanksgiving day plate looked exactly the same as my plate from last year.And, although this year I went running through Georgia pines, instead of going to Carolina in my mind……spent Black Friday on horseback, following the quail hunt…*
*as opposed to the ziplining adventures of Thanksgiving past
…and spent evenings toasting marshmallows at bonfires, instead of painting cows,…the one thing that will never change is how lucky I feel to have a family like this one.
[Oh, and that no matter where I go I will find a way to eat something upon which many a skeptical glance is placed.* ]
*”So you put a meat substitute in your oatmeal? With protein powder?”
Do I really have to go back to work tomorrow?