Thanksgiving, Part 1

There was so much fun, laughter and love on Thursday that I just don't know if this here blog can hold it. But, gang, we're gonna risk it.

First there were the holiday duds. Now, you know my boys are jeans-and-sweats kind of kids, but for the holidays, we rocked some stylish threads.



Oh, GQ, stop callin' me.




I know, I know. He's like a baby Zoolander.


Next, I learned the secret to my in-laws' FAMOUS gravy. Shh. Now don't go telling everyone - lest we have no one to stun with our gravy magnificence.

Okay, here it is. The secret ...



Garlic Power. Onion Power.

Who knew a label-making typo could make me laugh until I nearly developed a hernia.

Oh, and after the feast - there was the nog. Egg nog, that is.



Finally, the holidays have arrived.


You know what the best part is? We get to do it all again tomorrow. Unfortunately, the festivities are occurring here at my house so I better go scrub something.