I love Holidays

I Love Holidays. Can anyone else echo that statement? I realize that my Turkey Day post is belated. Sorry. But!

The fella and I traveled down to Southern Indiana to visit with my family. My brother was not quite the Turkey this year. His birthday is the 27th of November. I sort of can't believe the baby bro is 27. Someone tell me that doesn't make me old. Happy birthday baby bro. I hope you like Turkey and family!

Anyway! The family visit was fun. We didn't make a catapult this year, but the girl cousins and I went wedding dress shopping. I'm somewhat convinced I look horrible in white, and that I don't want to wear white. Pale people don't wear white well. But I gamely tried on white and cream colored dresses, and my lovely bridesmaid cousin tried on pretty colored stuff too. It was a good time. We found pretty dresses for the cousin, and not so pretty dresses for me. Neither of us purchased anything. At any rate! My voice of reason (AKA my other cousin) continued shopping after bridesmaid cousin and I gave up the ghost, ate pizza and went home to go mudding, with her sister in law. I don't know what they were shopping for, but they found lots of stuff.

So the "Voice of Reason" and her sister in law, found several dresses for me. They purchased them and brought them back to the farm! The "Voice of Reason" brought in 4 dresses for me, based on what I had tried on, and liked. Lo and behold, some of them were not me, such as the skin-tight blue vertical striped something something, but! She found something beautiful.

It's a black bodice, with accordian pleating, that is purple and red! Hard to describe, but exactly what I wanted. It also happened to ring up as a man's necktie. The grand total of said gorgeous dress was about 18 dollars. It might possibly be the prettiest thing I've ever owned.

After the shopping trip, and the outfall from the opinionated german aunts that my chosen dress wasn't white, we went back to our new house and cooked Thanksgiving dinner for the fella's family. Actually, I should give credit where it is due. I cooked a turkey and told everyone else to bring stuff. It worked out well, and a happy holiday was had. Even if the jazz cats weren't happy about being locked in the basement.

Cheers and hope your holiday was happy.